Dec 6, The Language of the Shore

Waves crash against the shoreline with rhythmic intensity, their crests catching the late light as they rise and tumble under a deepening blue sky. In the foreground, golden sea oats sway in the breeze, rooted in windswept dunes that hold the memory of countless tides. 

There’s a raw beauty to the scene—untamed, steady, and full of motion. The contrast between the fluid sea and the grounded grasses creates a quiet tension: power meets peace, movement meets stillness. It’s the kind of moment where you feel both small and completely present—held in the vastness of the elements.

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