Meditation

It is Friday night and, despite some bar trying to ruin the mood with its lights and its music, I sit down to watch the waves. The moonlight glimmers like mercury on the dark sea and flows forward on the crest of the wave until it curls over and crashes on the sand with furious might. The spray look orange and dirty in the glow from the bar. My thoughts drift away with the booming of the waves and my mind becomes clear and relaxed.