While people were stressing themselves with the holiday rush and parties, I was busy hopping from one beach to another. I know this sounded weird but as I’ve said on my new year's post, I’m having flighty feet lately and my body has been shouting to spend time with nature specifically to the beach. But, family and work obligations got in the way during the summer so when I got the chance to take a vacation I grabbed all the opportunities! The hell I care about the cold December breeze I went beach and island hopping! I even ignore a gorgeous year-end party at the Palace Pool Club and declined other holiday-related invitations.
Out of itchiness and longing, I even spent time (and money) to an urban man-made beach in the city. However, it just worsen the longing rather than it served as a temporary remedy. The longing stays… and persists.
Why?
Well I feel that life is incomplete if you didn’t allow your being to have enough commune time with the beach. For me it’s a catharsis…
No words can express
Her depth of contentment
As she walks along the beach,
As she walks along the beach,
As the waves laps against the shores.
They create the rhythm of her life
Balmy breezes kiss,
Her sun-bronze skin,
and she wonders...
Could there ever be a greater destiny
Than to be born with a love
For the treasures of the sea?
“She who loves the beach”
Location: Sabang Surfing Beach, Baler
CTTO: Poem