In relation to Sun's Rays -

Something I wrote "way" back in 2002 - sitting on the edge of a cliff in Newfoundland, early (really) morning:

Finally I reached the ocean, and realized that I could basically walk right along the cliff, almost as far as I wanted or could be able to go. I walked until I found a comfortable area to sit down, to gaze at the ocean and the waves below me. I guess at that point I found what one could term as total plenitude. Watching below, trying to predict when the next big wave would crash, listening to the booming sound of the waves hitting the cliff, seeing a few birds peacefully bobbing up and down the surface of the water had me mesmerized. A few clouds of mists were visible close to where the camp was. The light was also shining at the perfect angle and intensity, so that whenever a wave would come crashing against the rocks, I could actually see the microscopic droplets rising up before me, and barely feel them caress my skin… And I sat there, for how long, who knows, how many times have I said that already? Time had stopped…

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A feeling that I could somehow explain in music.

...but that is the subject of another post.

-JP