The Sea VII.
A Laughing Child.
The sea collapsed on the laughing child. Again and again. He’d roll up on the sand, still laughing, sometimes choking a little bit just long enough to get his breath between all the laughter. It made no sense to his dad who watched on, a bit nervously, fighting back the urge to protect him from a possible danger. He could see well enough that the sea had struck a chord in his child and his child was responding in the key of laughter.