Take a Moment...

Breathe.

Effortless. Motionless. Serenity.

Green colored eyes gaze over the surface of the beach's waters. The swift pink blankets, stitched with white sea foam, inch closer with purpose, and pull back after reaching their limit, staining the sand with its dark print. Purples and sorts of rose glow above head; some birds carve their paths into the sky. A gentle, warm wind carries the saltiness of the ocean, and makes Levi's pink hair sway like seaweed.

Brown hands dig into the sandy ground, and bright eyes flutter shut. A scene so beautiful, it is unable to be captured by a mere photographic contraption created by mankind. No— one must view for themselves until the day they die. Lavish in the moment, hold it tightly so the memories do not slowly smudge into faint remembrances.

No worries. No stress. Hope that existing could always feel so calming. Praising such restful instances. Looking beyond the sea and toward that line where the purples and reds kiss the glittering dark blues, searching for answers to questions that were not proposed.

Could it really be so simple? So easy? To sit back and watch time unravel? Is it a waste? Observing without a notepad or a pen; only keeping mental tabs and imaginary photographs. The hours slip from his fingers like sand, but he does not mind. This is all he desires. The freedom without prior mention of being bound; the warmth felt without negatively contrasting it to the cool. The breaths slip from his lips so slowly; does he disturb the peace with such loud inhales and exhales? No, it must be the landscape taking his breath away.

To imagine! Being part of such a masterpiece. His freckles, perhaps like seeds living in the soil, or like rain drop stains on the cold stones. Emerald eyes shining with such a vibrancy that resembles the palm trees in the afternoon when the light shines between their leaves. Lips, soft and pink, comparable to a flower's petals. Smooth yet scruffy hair, lashes bold and long, curved and rounded body parts; another form of artwork created by nature.

To revisit time's grand show: colors changing and oceanic wave patterns shifting, clouds parting, birds dancing; just for a little while again...

Miraculous.