Saturday, March 28, 2015

The wonder that you are

I sense a shear surge of joy everytime I feel the salty breeze and the wriggling play of wet sand beneath my feet. I find it hard to resist the beckoning waves, it's as if they call out to me, to dance and play and to laugh and cheer with them. Sea fascinates me. It is this facet of nature that never fails to amaze me with its enormity.       
            
It’s not just the sand or water- if you want to wonder, you’ve got to experience all the facets of its beauty.

You have to jump in and play with the waves.

Feel the sun above while still in water and you’d never feel to curse it anymore.

Walk on the wet sand and look back to see your footprints.

Lay yourself down on the sand and gaze at the tiny ships sailing by.

Feel the breeze and see the waves all lit up at night.

Watch the sun rise above the horizon.

Pick a shell or two if you’d like.

Make memories.




As someone rightly said, ‘The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever’

Monday, March 2, 2015

Are you naive?

There’s a certain amount of elegance in your innocence
They deter the bad and laugh at them
You do neither
‘Coz you don’t know that the bad is really bad
And walk past it

There’s a certain amount of admittance too
This world will never be bad for you
As long as you don’t care to know
How much bad is really bad
Your innocence might just be the only hope,

This world is still clinging on to…