The beach is at one of those rare moments of awestruck beauty.
Simply beauty itself!
Everything was just so perfectly abstracta…
The cloud - diffused sky, blotted with an omnium gatherum of lovely hues.
Like Pablo Picasso, for an instance, procured a magical paintbrush bequeathed specially for that one specific time and place,
for the painter to make marvelous, magnificent strokes into the sky.
The clouds, stunningly contrasts the colors of the sky,
reflecting even more levels of magic.
And then the ocean backs the warm sky
Including all the shades in the color gradient of blue,
scrambled together to make a smooth, ominous swirl of blues deeper
Deeper than the ocean itself with streaks of white from the mellow crashing waves on the tan, wet sand next to the pure white, dry, soft sand.
All of this, then revolve around a dab of yellow - orange, the sun.
Not intentionally a poem... I am sorry.
It was just me trying to write beautifully..