Okay, so this is no story. This past weekend I saw a lovely sight that no picture could capture. I had not the skills to capture it in drawing, so here is my attempt.
From that balcony, all was at peace. The wind swayed gently, bringing a soft brush to the cheeks. Still, what really caught the attention, was indulgence to the eye.
If one looked out, through the trees was the ocean. The vast pure blue spread out as far as the eye could see. The farther is got, the purer and lighter it became until, it was sky. There was no break from one vast expanse to the other, and the trees framed it without breaking the view. The beach was not visible. All that could be seen was an expanse of blues starting deep, and becoming almost white as it turned into clouds.
If only I could truly capture its essence! If I had all the pages and ink in the world, there could be no end to the writings I would make attempting to recapture the pure beauty. The memory is engraved in my mine, and yet, I fear it is not what it was that day, even in my mind.
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