Essence

The waves glisten

under the morning sun

Beads of perspiration sparkle

Competing with the waves.

Nonchalant

of the warm sun

of the striking waves

of the smooth sand.

Indifferent

to the rhythm of the ocean

to the sway of palms

to the melody of the breeze.

Singing in chorus

Against the rhythm

Hands working together

All eyes on the treasure.

To grab the prize

Come what may.

PS : This picture was captured by Naidu sir. He wanted me to describe the scene and what I thought about it. Thanks a lot sir for sharing this picture with me and wanting to know my expressions. Truly amazing, captures the essence of life. I dedicate this to you and Gautam :-) 

PPS: Gautam, I know you read my posts even with your hectic schedule. I miss you. :-) Take care and God bless.