A chilled drink in hand
My swimsuit clinging to my skin
After hours of skipping and splashing
I’m seated, relaxed from within.
Like the artists pallete
The sky a canvas sprayed with hue
Sunlight peeking past the clouds
Dipping from the pink and purple to blue.
The ocean sparkling like a night sky
The last of sunlight glimmering on waves
While the sun descends ever so softly
While at the beautiful sight I gaze.
I watch a boatman return from the last ride
I watch a toddler in wet sand play
The breeze, the sight, unwinding at Aao Nang
The end to a blissfully perfect day.
Tapasmi 