I've walked to the sea with you. It was early this morning. It was when people of common duties were still asleep and when people of dreams were so too. But me and you, we went out for a walk. No need to say that it was beautiful.
I've thought of sharing this experience with the world, but I've hesitated. At that moment I thought of nothing else than you and us. I will write it down now anyways.
We would walk to the sea. We walked there early in the morning. We had been so delighted and excited about our day out even beforehand. We had packed a basket and some fruit to take with us. We had found our best fitting shoes for the long walk on the beach. Then we left, early in the morning.
When we got there we first sat down for a while. We just sat down. There wasn't much need to talk at this point. Anything outside of the moment felt irrelevant and anything of the moment was hard to describe. It was just a good enough moment not te be spoiled by spoken words.
We got up and walked. The day was beautiful. We saw the sun shining over sand of the beach and the water of the ocean. We saw the different colors of the sky and clouds. We saw nature, but more than that we heard it. And we knew we were together.