The winds kiss my face with sea spray. If I close my eyes I feel foam kiss on my
Her eyes never cried, only her gaze is sad
Rhapsody In Blue
A sunset not only announces that the day behind us is through,
Discuss world affairs over sunset
The Beachcomber on the secluded stretch of beach
The little child in red touch the foam-fringed waves
He is drawing Kia kaha
Where the river flows trying to find the bridge to the Neverland (2)
Children have their play on the seashore of worlds (3)
The last sun of the century sets amidst the blood-red clouds
Memories are fleeting, just like the waves that faded at those feet
Tantura beach, Aug 2020 acrylic
On the seashore of endless world
children gather shells and scatter them again
