that in the ocean seeks another drop
By Yan • Jul 18th, 2007 • Category: Scribbles, Soliloquy
The ocean is my music. It sings its song in a voice that is as desultory as it is methodical, as poignant as it is arrogant, as tranquil as it is furious. It taunts me as I watch its graceful dance through the glass walls that guard me. It grieves at the vast emptiness that confines me. It lashes out at the darkness that imprisons me. It weeps at the wounds that incarcerate me. The ocean is my friend. And it alone knows me.
Moalboal: beauty, elegance, and magic
Moalboal sunsets remind me of mystery, romance, and oddly, death.
(Photos by Uncle Jok)
Yan (a.k.a. Yannie, YanYan) is a young-ish entrepreneur, writer, poet, artist, graphic designer, web geek, lover, friend, daughter, connoisseur, gourmand, amateur chef, coffee addict, control freak, and incessant dreamer. Not necessarily in that order.
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nice sunset!