it was an afternoon. the time was half past two and the sun rolled down the ocean. kissing it slightly. its reflection caught across ripples that made their way across to shore. we spoke.
in between. few and far. there were these absolute moments of silence. we bowed. cups of tea. slowly brewed. sipping.
the tides were slow. the sand was warm. the leaves flew in an ease. the breeze was soft.
i think those were the best moments. when it felt as though the oceans were right there. next to me.
© Hudson Biko