The Beach

The sun rises into a day of new, the whole sky becomes a light blue. Heaps of sand, cover the floor, waves of saline, crash toward shore. Sea gulls in flight flying free, boats with sails, cruising the sea. Surfers on boards, upon liquid motion. fins on creatures, gliding through ocean. Castle once up, now erode away, people at rest, people at play. Wind blowing out a great breeze, shade is given, by the Palm Trees. Moon faintly appears up on top, the orange red sun, is about to drop. According to the timely rate, day become night, without debate.