sea and rocks

It was the sticky sea breeze and the fishy smell. I walked on the beach with bare feet, and the falling waters mercilessly erased my footprints, and I was so cold that I had no time to sigh
The soul of the sea is known for its vastness, its unchanging attitude and mind for thousands of years, its blood and tides that have remained unchanged for thousands of years. Swinging, swaying waves like snow, slapping the rocks that have been silent for thousands of years