"Stop, moment, you are beautiful!" These words echoed in my head as I sat alone on the pier in Cannes, watching the gentle, flowing waves. They hypnotized me, calm and unhurried, and I felt only a deep, wordless peace. I didn't want to leave. I was captivated by the April warmth and the unearthly azure of the sea, shimmering like a living poem.
The water sang to me like a siren, in a language only I understood.
Photo by Dmitry Rusak