Look at how the sand hugs his bare feet…

How the Ocean keeps coming back to draw him a little closer…

Look at how the sun can’t get enough of his cheeks… She has kissed him a little longer…

Look at how his hair stands up by the command of his hand

– Just to curl back by the touch of water

Look at his Locks, they swing to sing his praises…

Look at the Peace he exhales

The essence of peace within him…

He is everything

This we are witnessing…

The Sand – The Ocean – The Sun – The Water – The Peace he exhales.