Singing Beach

The sand meets the shore

The froths disappear in no time

Shells meet the waves  

The froths are popping in time

The braided net flutters

The big red boat is stranded next the island

The crabs are dancing along with the sun

The seagulls are jumping, tiptoeing making hullabaloo

Disturbing the anchovies in the banal sea

Weeds are sneaking along the beach

The purple flowers are blooming brightly

Looking up the sky

The wind is blowing

The salty air is pouring

The beach is singing watching all the creatures smiling