The warm humid air sounds of laughter and roaming, searching gulls.
The fresh scent of saltwater and sunblock fills in all around you.
The tiny grains of dry dehydrated sand feel rough and warm beneath your feet.
The crashing roar of waves relaxes your senses, as you step into the soft, wet, fine pebbles.
The water, cold and swift, comes to greet you at the shoreline.
A light breeze cools your sun kissed skin, as you walk further out into the deep unknown.
A large white powerful wave comes over you, unaware, consuming your frail body.
You swim, with strength, back to the surface, the taste of saltwater now on your lips.
The Sand.
The Water.
The Beach.
The Ocean.