Glimmer

There's something really amazing about the ocean at 5.00 p.m..when the sun is just on its way to setting down..And i remember how as a kid we all thought that the sun went into the ocean, hence bringing in darkness. Funny, how was kids we make up our own stories which when we grow up are labelled as lies or "Storytelling"

But coming back to the ocean, it is beautiful how the sun just lights up one part of the ocean and everything else which is standing against it seems like a silhouette. Twilight time...when the ghosts walk it is said.

It is one of my favorite times of the day when the sky is slowly turning from blue to shades of mauve, red and orange..it just seems the description of autumn that they give in books

The light bounces back from the ocean and everything is a soft sepia..bathed in soft yellow light.

There's nothing more i'd like that to be quiet and just absorb that moment and think of some poetry....But my restless soul calls me and wills me to do some activity and make the most of it

I wonder what Wordsworth must've felt when he wrote "Daffodils"..did he, for instance feel like walking away and taking pictures or just splashing in the river?

Either ways, it's a wonderful feeling, when you scrunch up your eyes against the sun and watch the ocean glimmer..like a million stars