We picked our path across the kelp-slippery rocks, balancing on the edge of the sea.
We breathed in the wet, salty air, and exhaled our tired tensions.
And we forgot, for a while, that this was not our home.
And that time stretched out, all the way to the wave-rippled horizon.
Timothy Moss 
Gorgeous image! I love the colors, not to mention the composition.
Mhm… nice one!