“Beach & Sand” is a reflection born out of a long, ‘lonely’, early morning walk on a beautiful Polish beach and a brief conversation about the British seaside with a colleague of mine. Yet, mostly, it is born out of experiences & teachings which keep on reminding me about the following fact:
Sometimes, what feels good is good only short-term, yet not necessarily in the long-term scenario…
Years ago, I made a “shocking discovery” – British beaches (at least the ones I’ve come to know so far) are made out of pebbles (small stones)… Ouch! 🙂
“Beach & Sand”
A brief definition of a beach, by me –
Soft & golden sand with fresh breeze & wet sea
Yet, this shore, right here, without one grain of sand
Is believed to have qualified. I believe, but not quite…
Well… Sea? Checked. Breeze? Checked.
But then.., stones – oh, so haaard!
In my mind, there’s a memory of a soft & smooth beach,
And, without the sand, my bare feet feel so… eek!
Rocks are great, no doubt, for the ‘mountain time’
Yet, each beach, in my mind, requires… the sand…
Then again, second thought,
The above – disregard…
As despite of my painful feet
Which from pebbles bleed,
I prefer to keep swimming
In the sea bottomed hard,
Than to drown in the one
Underlaid with soft sand…
“Just keep swimming” Dori from “Finding Nemo”