… The World… On Focus ..


They say that the sea is water reflecting the sky but isn’t the sky the sea waiting to fall. That endless expanse of air robbed the sea of precious particles forming clouds that look like the foam the sea builds as it shores upon the beach. The spectacle of colors–tangerine to orange to purple to red to the quietest blue and the dull black—the sky turns into still hints of the depth the sea keeps in her unexplored heart. Always and always, forever and forever…the sea beckons the sky to fall. Helpless it surrenders, during those tumultous dark gloomy days, loud with anger, flashing lights in resistance, and crying in tears as it unleashes the rain.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: