Time that drifts in with the waves,
Time left behind as the waves retreat.
Memories carried by the tide,
moments brought ashore for an instant.
Are we riding the wave as it passes,
or waiting in still waters,
remembering waves already gone,
anticipating the rise of something greater?
Foam, water, depths—
life shifting within,
a space in constant motion,
where light tells a different story with every moment.
Sun Ceramiques 