As I witnessed the beautiful morning from my room window in beach.
Where sun was moving towards the peak.
Waves were touching th shores and playing with the sand.
How could I control my love for the nature.
Walked towards the beach and waited for the waves to surround my feet.
As the waves came I could hear the sound of whisper and telling me to feel the soft sand.
Soft as the feelings of care. Making me realise life is like a sand.
Where a dry sand will hurt you if it goes inside your eyes.
A pain that will make you realise how harsh a life can be.
But when the waves touch the sand it softens the sand and gives the feeling of comfort.
Life is like a sand. The manner of treatment will give you same in return.
Now it’s up to us whether we want life as dry sand giving us discomfort or as a wet sand soothing our lives.