The nicest thing about Singapore is the sea…not the downtown beaches or the East Coast but the remoter beaches with their wild wind and frisky waves….
The blueness of the sky
The madness of the breeze
The swishing of the trees
The colors of the sea
The whiteness of the sand
The swiftness of the waves
As they rush towards the land
What a joy it is to be living!
Every minute ,
I see the sea change
The sky keeps rhythm with the waves
The sunshine spreads a glaze over the blue and green
And then loses itself in the sheen
Becoming an extension of the frothy water.
The sky turns grey
And the sea is an aquamarine blue
With touches of somber notes
The sun has set
The day draws to an end
The sea from molten lava red
Has become a mysterious deep grey
With pin pricks of distant lights
The waves sing a soothing lullaby
Now it is night.
Time to sleep,deep, sweet, soft slumberous sleep.
Darkness descends on the sea and me.
I can hear the quiet secret of the breeze
Strong, resonant , yet muted.
The distant lights glimmer
The waves become whiter at the edges
As they rush towards the beach
The water is a luminous black
Strange, opaque yet translucent and fluid.
The mysteries of the sea reach out to me
In their strange antiquity
Below the dark liquid
Lies buried treasures of yore
Life holds mysteries at bay on the shore
But if I could plunge into the deep
I could perhaps see the secrets that the sea
Holds back from humanity….
I can see the waves run
Run at me with open arms
Spreading out all their charms
Inviting me to go into the sea
And be one with infinity
I can sense their rhythm and their beat
Become one with the breeze
I can sway like the trees
And glide in with ease.
I can feel the cold water
Close around my knees
I can feel the drift of the waves
And I float , I swim ,
The sea has now become a part of my blood stream.
I drown,drown my senses in the waves
Till like a seagull
I rise again
Refreshed by the salt sea
Returning back from eternity….
Listen to the mad race
Of the wind and the waves
See the bubbles that chase
With the colors of the rainbow
Sparkling, bejeweled , shiny
It’s like laughter that is sunshiny
Happiness, gayness, frolic.
The bubbles bounce into the sea
And become a part of endless eternity.
When they blow towards the beach
It’s like pieces of the sea
Run out to greet me
Like water without gravity
Is it all a part of the same reality?
The sea washes away my tears
Salt unto salt
Water into water
The waves lap the edges of sorrow
Till it wears off
And I can see again
The calming in the vastness of the ocean
The madness ,today, is rhythmic and gentle
Like Ophelia, my tears mingle with the salt water
And my joylessness is lost
Lost in the blueness, the vastness, the endlessness of the sea.
How small are my tears in this infinite universe!