Although the school holiday has long started, the beach was still quiet. After all, it’s only the first week of July. The peak holiday season in Italy is August, especially the weeks around August 15–Ferragosto.
It was a lovely day amid bright blue and sparkling turquoise. An inspiring day, which made me seek for the right words to communicate its essence and share it with you.
That evening I read a post on Rosanna’s blog, Writing on the Pages of Life, which was about new writing ideas. I love how Rosanna always looks for creative ways to learn and grow in writing non-fiction. This particular post mentioned ways such as early morning writing, writing by prearrangement, haiku’s, and haibuns.
Then it happened. I too–like Rosanna–fell in love with the haibun, which is the combination of two poems: a short prose poem and a haiku. Here are my very first attempts, inspired by our day at the Mediterranean Sea.
Water envelopes me as I walk into the sparkling waves. I stretch out my arms to embrace the dancing light and the vastness of the sea. Wordless worship wells up from within my soul, overflows to join the praise of all creation.
Floating on the waves
Eyes closed and breathing slowly
Peaceful in God’s arms
Radiant blue, endless turquoise. Quietly rolling waves softly consign their collars of foam to the golden sand. A breeze caresses the skin. The parasol flaps in the wind like the wings of a helpless bird.
Seagulls, so it seems
With ev’ry wave of the cool
sea, girls’ high-pitched screams.