I crave for its gleams

The sea is an everlasting element in mythology and religion. It moves; it is noisy; it is exited and rarely calm. In monotheistic religions the sea is often a metaphor for nations. The poet Walt Whitman uses the sea as a metaphor for immortality. The smell of sand, the sand on my ankles. The yellow, scratching sand stuck on my skin. And the plash of the waves. Plick, plick, plick. constant, immortal memories and movement. Behind every hill, I expect a sea. I crave for its gleams.