An hour before sundown, and as revellers soften hard days by the coastal bar & cafe, I seek refuge to the cool sands.
My bare feet navigating carefully through the beige grains.I enjoy the gentle warming of the retiring sun and feel the breeze and saltiness whipping from the gallant sea.
People come here for many reasons, play, togetherness or solace.
Relaxed as I walk along the shoreline, I observe young lovers, fully clothed, reclining in heavy sands without care, ardent runners charging the flat shore, and then find sadness.
I see him from a distance, and his body conveys a message to me. Sitting there with knees bent and head held down, hands to chin.
Even from here I can feel that void. So I wish silently, and lend my blessings, wishing that the ocean energy will cast his sorrow away.