“I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.
Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea —
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear that sound again with me.”
― Sara Teasdale
W is for water
Sea water lapping the shores…….. Coconut trees…….. soft breeze blowing…….. A calm and placid scenery just out of drawing books. In-fact this is just what I would sketch when given the topic landscape.
A visit to Goa is as incomplete without this monument as it is without its beaches. The Basilica also houses the sacred relics of body of Saint Francis Xavier. One of the iconic buildings in India. More details in the lower pic.
Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams, no mortal ever dared to dream before.
~~Edgar Allan Poe~~
|Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams, no mortal ever dared to dream before.
~~Edgar Allan Poe ~~