Ocean waves are restless
It’s that time of the day when the sea waits for the moon to rise
For turning tides and changing surface
to yellow sparkles
Like stars born in liquid gold
The sky says goodbye to sun closing eyes while leaving brushes of bright orange behind
Low hanging clouds like flying dark ducks as if wanting to get home before falling of dark
Mountains afar are turning grey
Going out of sight
It’s time for the lingering love between nightfall and waves
when twilight sets in
at ocean’s side.




Shell ✨🐚