Shards of Satin

  The sand crinkled beneath my feet: shards of satin on a white plain. The softness and the lilt filled my heart with the scent of freedom, and my feet began to dance. Soon I was running---laughing, charging for the water as if it was my last moment on the curve of the earth. The wind and the water rippled brilliantly, and for a moment I was blinded by the flash of the sun as it hit the first wave. Then everything was magic. 

   The warmth and the splash and the gentle crash sent me reeling. After that, the only thing left was peace. I watched the water as it journeyed out to meet the horizon, stretching endlessly into eternity. Looking at the world, I saw that it was good.