I just want to wake up and head to the beach before sunrise


Slumbering friends across the room,

Let me pass without a sound,

Let me out the chalet front,

Let me out of deep sleep lore,

Let me in into the cold,

Leave I may the warmth behind,

Warmth commenced by petty talks,

And giggles and shots of green stale jokes.

 

Slumbering path still fresh with dew,

Let me pass beyond the gorge,

Let me meet the sandy whites,

And embers crackling to dying flames,

And waters waving, let me wave back,

With wavy hair in morning breeze,

With Sun about to say hello,

And night to say “Goodnight, I’ll go.”

 

9.48 am

28th November 2017

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I just want to wake up and head to the beach before sunrise

April’s Fool – Unknown Photo: Liz’s Confession


Wooosh…. Wooosh….

I stare towards the sea. Towards the darkness and towards the shiny tips of the waves that hit the white sandy beach, the glitter from the lights behind me. Then I take a sip of orange juice while trying to indulge the beauty of the moment, sinking myself into the sound of the waves, the soft touch of the breeze which smelt of saltwater and the night with its beautiful stars. Mesmerized, I feel like I am in my own little peaceful world, secluded and detaching itself from the crowd and the noise behind me.

– Hey.

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April’s Fool – Unknown Photo: Liz’s Confession