Then, the sun faded off to it’s resting place while the skies celebrated it’s farewell with an array of colours that could warm the coldest souls. The melancholic song of the seagulls, accompanies my desolation while the waves crash at my feet. Building their pace, to kiss the shore under the twilight sky.
I cannot help but ponder over how the sun descends each night making way for the stars to settle in, such a poetic way to gracefully let go..
Humans can learn to let go off their ego, bad habits, toxic criticism and constant need to achieve everything solely, once they realise that there is a certain kind of artistry in the way two parralel worlds merge; that beauty can be found in those little gaps we leave, unnoticed.
Similar to when the sun breaks and fills the sky before letting the shoal of stars stars wrap the night sky, twinkling away..
Reminding me of all that has been and all there was..
That, my friends is the art of letting go, reconnecting & embracing what comes and believe in the power of the possibilities.
This scene is etched in my mind and will forever hold it’s place. The city of Brighton has my heart. My escape, my magical getaway.
Until next time.
