There are times our inner man longs for the beach.
It craves for Salah moments, beautiful and peaceful.
Living near the waters would be my hearts delight.
Such a place would mean waking up in the wee hours of the morning.
I would sit and breath in the fresh air that engulfs the atmosphere.
I would gaze into the distance of the sea pass the horizon.
Imagine walking until you reach where the sky and sea meets.
Imagine for just a moment, walking across the ocean…
Into the vastness of the early morning light.
This is where I pen away. This is where my thoughts run.
The scent, scenery, the sensation, all in one.
What a Magnificent Creator
This is where I plan to be this Thanksgiving week ❤