「Transformation」

Lying on the soft beach

Staring up at the cloudless sky

Searching for a blue horizon

The waves hitting the shore

Rising then falls

At its own pace and rhythm

White bubbles transform into tranquility

Returning back to the sea

Rinse and repeat

Rinse and repeat

Yet every wave is unique

And unreplicable

There’s no little mermaid

No fairy tales

No dreams

We exist just like we have never existed

Who remembers?

You cannot control the direction of the wind

You cannot control the humidity of the air

You cannot control the force of a wave

You cannot control the texture of sand

You cannot control the quantity of clouds

up in the sky

You cannot control anything

We encounter just to bid farewell

Like we have never met

Nothing to be left behind

Yet something indeed is happening, happened,

and is yet to happen

We walk along the beach

Feeling the heat of the sun

The softness of the wind

The coldness of the sea

The pebbles on which we step

The pain that comes just to fade away

The wave continues to dance

The wind continues to roar

The sunshine continues to warm

Every inch of skin that it touches

Invisible marks left on our hearts

Blossoming inside our minds

And continuing to grow in our memories