As the calm, relaxed waves curled gently over each other, the white tips reached out to the sand and spread the delicate, shattered sea-shells.

The breeze peacefully drifted above the sea, whistling.

The tide softly rippled and bubbled, as the waves tickled and cuddled the shore.

The smell of fresh, raw salt and the sound of small waves as they splashed and curled over each other.

It felt secluded and welcoming.

The heart of the sea was peaceful, happy and free.