Time

Today I stood on the smooth, dark and mottled beach at Kaholo, watching a beautiful, fiery orb set over a deep blue ocean. The sound of the ocean water rushing up the sand, the bleached white branches of a tree jutting upwards from the beach, my small self on that crescent. As the sun and earth performed their majestic ritual, I crouched low to the ground. How could I have the hubris to stand over a moment so poignant?