The ever clear blue water sparkles in the sunlit sky, a thousand diamonds that can never be possessed but will always be admired from afar. Hearts have soared when they have seen the ocean and heard the shrill cry of gulls on the salty breeze. Endlessly enchanting those that have lost their way on the hard, dry land with all those tall trees.
Every day and every night the waves fall to the shore, never ceasing… The endless call. Even when down among the soft sand and smooth stone, there is the urge to go out and be alone. Round the time of the purple hour when the moon is out and the sun is fire the whispers reach those patient ears. Never ending need to be at peace within the deep memories of the wakeful mind. A time for rest so long past together with the aching of the broken heart. Longing for some restful sleep to dream the dreamless dreams.
Beyond the waves of blue and white, beyond the colourless dreams. Leave the scorching days of toil and turmoil and the aching to be free. Unbelievably beautiful and so peaceful, all will be forgotten. Ever after and again, eternally sleeping in the dreams.