Lay back and feel existence. Sea gently rocks boat, beneath blue folds of sky. Time has become a dream of sunlight, and waves dance off myriad small slices. The bluffs cradle the bay, gnarled with olives and sweet lull of cicadas. Below, fish legions coast the coral for snatchfood, or flicker in shoals like migratory herds. They dart now and then, like a needle piercing silk, to flash briefly in the glint before slipping back down.
Added @ 07:45 PM to Diary category on November 20, 2000