What ever question…

Delfos kunstenaar in Den Haag

Asking out loud and your answer is smoothing. Nobody else on the beach. Is talking to the sea… No, it can’t be. Nothing that feels so good can be wrong. The sea is beautiful, nearly the same color, on the sky as the water. The beach disappears under small layers of water. My feet and legs get wet. Slowing my pace to watch some dogs running in the water, they return, chasing the waves, trying to catch them. I look around to see who belongs to the dogs… far far away a movement, a human. Suddenly the dogs look up, and on a invisible mark they run towards the person. It takes one wave to wipe out the prints of their paw’s. One last glance before continuing my conversation…