weave between the weeds of the sea
resting upon the shallows in she
barefoot in silt paths she roams
from the liquid mirror shored
——for the sea remembers
captured these images from a day on the beach and was enraptured at how I was able to capture the cerulean in the waves. i’m thankful that in living on the coast, the ocean is in my backyard. like for most, the music of the waves is medicinal, replenishing ones soul. For more of my photography you can visit my gallery here.