Spend time by the sea when the sun is sinking. Hearing the sound of the waves and guess what was being delivered by the waves. Understanding the whisper of the wind tries to tell something that I do not understand. Even so I\\\’m happy when I can share my thoughts with the wind and the waves.
Slowly the sun disappears from the horizon. It was getting dark. The wind whispered more quietly. The waves stopped to speak. Now I\\\’m left alone.