Sound of the Sea

sound of the sea

amalfi coast, positano

That afternoon we slept. Our bed had a pale, green coverlet, we lay on two single beds pushed together to appear as one. The filigreed bedstead lent an artistic touch. The rest of the room was equally simple, yet pleasant.

Cool air fanned our faces as we dozed.

The waves had the effect of a shell pressed lightly against the ear, the sound was soothing and warm, like a feather.

I heard a distant ferry blowing its horn, then fell into a sea-drunk sleep.