Today, I went to the beach.
A place at the division of the land from the sea.
I liked a lot of things.
The contrast of two wonders, the sandy brown and blue sea.
Different entirely, yet if separate, then incomplete.
The sand alone is simple, uninviting in each grain of its.
It is harsh and demands harshness.
Despite the way each grain seems to agree to the slightest pressure of your feet.
The sand is more than it may seem.
Yet it has not with it,
The Blue Sea;
Found at the Beach.
The sea alone is endless, extravagance in each drop of its.
Within its tones of everlasting, different blues.
The slightest shift from one blue to the other is its art of hypnotism meant for your feet.
It is a little too inviting, sucking you in.
For it lacks in it,
The Brown Sand;
Of the Beach.
Now I know The Beach for what it is.
The Meeting point of these two extremes.
The Simple and Extravagance, both together,
In perfect harmony,
Witness for all eyes to see.
I know this all because today
I went to the beach,
And saw the opposites make each other complete.
How could that a “division” have ever been?