Cerulean

Have you ever looked at something so beautiful that there were just no words? I stood at the very top of a Greek island last summer. There in my vision all around me was a sight so beautiful that there were no words. The sun on my skin, the smell of the breeze, the way the sky met the sea with its perfect shade of cerulean, I have never seen anything more beautiful. A life long dream come to fruition, now in front of me. Words escape me and there are only tears.

10.12.20

2:00am Musings of a post menopausal insomniac mind