Summer paradise. Salty winds and sandy feet. A place that is there to remind us that achievements and flawlessness do not count. A place that continues as it has always done, ignoring the rest of the world without grand gestures. A place that does not want to be anything more than it is, not expecting anyone else to do that either.
The winds and the waters that do not belong to anyone, full of mysteries and surprises. The winds and the waters that do not apologize, ruling their kingdom with sovereignty, showing us how powerless we are in their company. They make us see how small we are and understand where we belong. We surrender with ease only to realize how relieved we are to do so.