Tidal Solace
Reflection
In the gentle lapping of the waves, she finds her peace.
The water's edge, a threshold to serenity.
The world behind, a blur of color and light.
She stands, a figure of contemplation, lost in the ripples of her own reflection.
The warmth of the setting sun on her skin, a comforting embrace.
The houses on the shore, a distant memory, fading into the haze.
The kite, a symbol of freedom, soaring high.
In this moment, she is one with the sea, her spirit unmoored, yet anchored in the beauty of the world.