My Secret Island
After a long solo journey on sea, I finally arrive at my destination. The island is isolated from all the noise and pollution of the industrialized, crowded cities, floating in the center of the sea and surrounded by boundless water. This unexplored island is my personal paradise for vacations. The sun-drenched beach is peaceful and undisturbed as it always is, without a trial of footsteps to be seen – despite mine. I am always thankful for the fact that the island is not a popular tourist attraction so that its pure beauty is able to remain almost untouched. The gentle patting of the water on my feet comfortably washes my exhaustion away, and the mild wind kisses my cheeks with hospitality.
The sun tirelessly radiating light and heat, which is the only embellishment on the pure blue canopy, gilds the sea and warms the air. The entire island is hugged in the rays of the sun, as if a naughty angel has accidentally spilled the golden dye from his paint box and the dye rains down on the island and makes everything here shiny. The blue sky is cloudless. The dazzling glints of the sunlight dance on the water surface like thousands of glowworms which magically glow in the daytime, so bright that illuminate the enigmatic undersea world.
The water is of crystalline purity and endearing baby blue – a color which ought to belong to the sky. The transparent blue becomes denser and denser from the seashore to the horizon. Milky white waves soak the soft sand and disappear into foam on the beach, while the coming tides seem like lacy ribbons on a blue dress. I can’t help wondering if Cinderella’s dress was an inspiration of the sea.
Pleasantly salty breeze blows in from the sea, mixing with a slight moist sweetness. The soothing, hypnotic sound of waves, the quiet quivering of the leaves in the wind and the merry cooing and chirping of birds all harmonized with each other, as though crooning a melodious lullaby to the island. The sun-lit island has numerous palm trees with slim branches, watching the sleeping island so protectively that reminds me of the Seven Dwarfs.
Lying on the sun-kissed golden sand, a warm wave of drowsiness gradually has me drift into the land of Nod, and the sunshine indulgently shines into my dream.
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