Beach - Creative Writing Text

There is a calming aura that surrounds the place. The penetrating rays of the sun beat down against the golden sand making it sparkle like a thousand tiny jewels. The sounds of the waves gently crashing against the shore are refreshing. The squawking of the seagulls interrupts the tranquillity. Above, the celestial, clear, azure sky looms over the glistening white sand which seashells lay contently on, they are jewels upon the sand; they neither sparkle nor shine, but their unique beauty makes them nothing less than a treasure. The soft and smooth pebbles scatter themselves around the fascinating beach. Further down, the debris lay around on the outstretched sandy beach as though it had been thrown over somebody’s shoulder in disdain; it lay hopelessly, waiting for someone’s love to spill. It lay, waiting for someone to reach their aching souls. It was the skeleton of what had once been beautiful, together; it was the skeleton of life.
The cerulean blue, crystal clear, lukewarm water brings a feeling of serenity and peacefulness. The majestic fish swim around in the endless but wondrous ocean. It inspires a feeling of awe and admiration. Every now and then ripples echoed across the ominous waters, great rings were widening outwards until there was nothing but the faint cry from the sighing winds carrying the luscious scent of the sea. The waves moved seamlessly across one another. They rise confidently against the wind as if to defy its force. Their war-cry was but a breath, lingering sigh of sorts, as if they have truly grown tedious of the naughty gale. The sea holds so many unknown wonders; breath-taking beauty. Hidden secrets held close and kept safe. All of the beauty and wonder, continuing until it met the sky and all the secrets and dreams took flight, let loose, into the open, waiting skies.
As minutes passed, the sun worked his way up to the sky, distributing its power to everything at its sight. The squawking of the seagulls stopped and then birds started to sing with high spirits, roaming around the sky trying to claim it for itself. The sky shed its colour from dark misty indigo to an illuminated shimmering blue sky. Fluffy clumps of clouds that were covering the sky before slowly fainted away into thin air and the sensational waves sparkled like diamond and the cold waters began to heat up.
The beach started to fill up with laughter. Children are scooping up the featherlike sand and remoulding it into a magnificent image of their wild imagination. The turquoise beach huts are packed with effervescent and ebullient people. Adults are playing tag as if they were kids again; the brings everyone closer to each other and brings back memories of my childhood. Everything is possible at the beach, from the way people dress to the things that they do, it describes them and their unique personality. Balls are thrown around in the air as people play volleyball and football. Sweat drips down everyone’s faces after playing hard out in the sun; some take a dive into the mysterious depths of the ocean to cool off. Water is splashed everywhere and the reflection of people’s faces showing a huge grin are drawn on the waves. The waves show a smile in return and guide people safely back to the silken sands of the beach. The turquoise beach huts are packed with effervescent and ebullient people.
The sun starts to tire and is slowly lying of its heat. The day is ending and slowly one by one, people are leaving after an exciting but tiresome day at the beach however their lively hearts are still smiling. Some stay around to see the spectacular view of when the sun sets and make a wish upon the horizon. Finally the sun dipped into a pool of internal light and the reflections of the waves twinkled in the dying light as they said farewell.