Nicolaa Gallardo - Waves

The moon illuminates the cascading waves of the sea.
Genty flowing and rolling in and out of the shore
Heart beats in sync with every crash of a wave
The breeze howling like a lone wolf.

In this, there is serenity
Here, the calm washes over the tense feelings.
To be one with nature.
To Be grateful for its beauty.

Nicolaa Gallardo

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