Five-Hundred Word Challenge 517: Vast, Endless Horizon

I just want to get to the water. I want to stand at the shore and look outward and see what is happening far off on the horizon and just lose myself in the scene that I am presented with.

I want to walk along and feel the sand as it shifts between my toes and under my skin, forming some sort of stable footing that’s a little stronger than something completely soft due to the pressure that is underneath.

I need to look out and see something that I need to find, for I am projecting onto something out there. I need to look at what it is that I am searching for. I need to project and visualise it and realise things that need to be realised.

I shall feel the water as it laps at the shoreline and I shall let it wash over my feet as I walk along and find somewhere to stand and look outward.

It is not the sunset, but it is getting to dusk and a blanket is being dragged across the sky, wrapping the earth not in warmth but in night. Well, at least this part of the earth.

I stand and I stare and I look outward and I am a great distance away from myself as I am slowly, yet surely absorbed by the scene that is presented to me. I need to let this happen and I am all too willing. I need to go beyond myself and look inward and look outward and find myself overwhelmed by something that is so much greater than I am. Overwhelmed and speechless as the beauty of it all just grabs me in the most gentle, yet gripping ways it possibly could.

It all seems so infinite as it goes beyond what I can easily see, and it all seems like something that is just far beyond massive in ways that I am not equipped to comprehend at this juncture in time.

I can only look out. I can only look out. I can only stare. The tide is coming in at a small, steady pace. I eventually pry my eyes away from the beautiful distance and keep on walking along, lost in through, trying to work things out and work out where I am going and what I need to do and see how all that I have done has lead to this point in time, locating me in space and having me walking along the sands of the shoreline as the waters keep on lapping away, engaging in some sort of rhythmic dance that is something that I cannot quite perceived. I can’t perceive it as it is a rhythm that I am not familiar with. I am not familiar with this rhythm for it is one that is ever-changing and in tune with nature and the way that nature works.

I walk and the colours are cast across the sky, but only briefly across the vast, endless horizon.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:20:06

I’m feeling a touch melancholic at the moment and I think that that may have come through.

Written at work.

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I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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2 Responses to Five-Hundred Word Challenge 517: Vast, Endless Horizon

  1. Prior... says:

    Six minutes and quite the outdoor fill…. nice

    Liked by 1 person

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