when the trees and the sea are struck by sunlight and you are riding in a heavily staggering (and deafening) boat, they form a collage of colored rings (but often white). they become more beautiful to watch.
when you gazed too long to the sea, you would see marvels of an eagle catching a fish; and when it is night, you would be surprised that shooting stars are not rare, much like the flying fishes; too ordinary as they are in the coastal villages, they remain beautiful!
when you ride home on a long rough road that is carpeted by strips of shadows of the trees, your face is silenced by the gushing breeze and rays of light. then suddenly, a little kid on the road with pale of water makes a peace sign to you with a face that loudly shouts, "YE, YOU ROCK!"
you smile back and inhale.
ahhhhh. indeed, life is beautiful!
Jimmy Cliff's Come Into My Life played in and realized, i'm close to home and id be with Greta again. YEY!
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