An Authors Tale It's every Author's dreams to have a house by the sea. Far away from the maddening crowd, rising up to the glorious sun drenching your body with its nascent shine as the waves dash into your feet as the eternal sounds of the ancient sea roar into your morning ears. And sipping coconut water in the morn and you feel you are with nature for sure, then dozing away to snoring shall the sound drown in the roar of the seas. And you write and read and that's you yearn to learn in nature s yarn. Afternoon sets in and you laze around with a bath in the dancing waves. Wet and drenched and your limbs tight, yet you give the waves a fight. And rise to vodka and fish dried in the hot golden sands. And write and read and till once again in the eternal nap and you didn't know when your eyes closed as you are having the time of your life. And as you open your eyes you find the fishermen on the horizon returning proudly with their days gain. And you enjoy the setting sun goes down and you know will come again.Evening you retreat to your shack. Warm your body to the fishermen's fire and the joyful songs local wine to drown their pain and enjoy their gain. And scotch and wine and friends to dine. And you fell asleep you never know in the laps of eternal time. And you know you will rise and shine and leave your legacy in the sands of time.And tomorrow is another day. Unanimous Traveller