I like walking the beach. It is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing my feet.
The rhythmic action of the waves catches my attention. Each wave washing ashore is different with its terminal points resembling a changing graph with many peaks and troughs – but each wave retreats to interfere with the next incoming wave.
No matter the day or time, the waves have a rhythm – but they differ from loud and roaring to a gentle ripple – yet all are refreshing on my feet.
Waves – the heartbeat of the sea delivering a reliable steadiness – the steady presence of the message they deliver.
Waves – the poetry of the sea singing tones of aquatic melodies for our souls.
Waves – one of nature’s languages sending bliss to those enjoying their mere presence.
Waves – the rhythms within a rhythm – a different rhythm, but no less a rhythm – the tides affected by Mr. Moon. The tide is either moving in or out – a movement I can’t tell unless I know it’s timing. Yet, this relentless rhythm keeps its own time – the time of the next tidal crest.
Waves and tides – two of the timeless, reliable rhythms of life that make creation and the nature within it so grand.
I like the walking the beach for it is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
