Sitting on the shady bed of rocks of the mountain beneath the sea; I watches the roaring, huge and high waves slam the big rocks. The sounds are like music to the ear. The splashing of big waves against the rocks creates overflowing tiny fibers of crystalline colored sparks as they reflect to the rays of the morning sun.
I spend hours observing, guarding, meditating while enjoying the scenery – the continuous dancing of the waves in front of me. I hold and play with the water approaching me as it goes back and forth from where it comes, again and again.
Beside where I am, is a beach. It’s not just an ordinary one. It has white and silvery sparkling sands. It is marrow and meters away to the next rocky mountain. It is hidden. It lies between two high mountains not accessible by lowland travel but by either crossing other mountains or via motorboat. It is an hour distant if travel by sea. Before the site, we visit fish pen for tuna and the likes.
It’s a great adventure to one of the countless beauty of Mother Nature!
elflora
