Sun setting down the sea or mountain?

Sunset at sea. It's evening, dropping a light heavyweight ... flatten slightly honey traders are issued beach ... .. and I remain her ... Vast and eventful! They seem to be two candidates for the love of the sun. With all enough for both of them is infinite. .. And so easy to slip into the embrace of the star of the sea, my thoughts have melted. I live and breathe as a child, watch ... taste salt on my lips. Silence ... It is only about the first time after a long time. I wanted it .... I could not watch me so any thoughts of work, so many obligations ... I think that this grandfather had room. The room was ... a refuge in the mountains where the breed cattle, cultivate the ground, without the presence of women and children ... Look where it leads me to thinking ... I'm near the sea and all over the mountains and forest, longing Hehe ... see ... an endless ... My roots are like the birch and pines beside Grandpa's room. Quiet thoughts ... I steal a glimpse of tomorrow from the sun and sea arms go up the mountain. Loneliness is balm ... sometimes. I, the unloved child .... she always ran to me wrong ... I found peace and solitude. Answers. Small Miracles, the boys ... my daily light. I hope you like them a quiet holiday ... With love and light it before, sea ... to the mountains!