Alone I walked on the ocean strand, A pearly shell was in my hand; I stooped, and wrote upon the sand My name, the year, the day. As onward from the sport I passed, One lingering look behind I cast, A wave came rolling high and fast, And washed my lines away. Hannah Flagg Gould American poet (1789 - 1865) Source: http://www.giga-usa.com/index.html
Fisherman at the distance..
Macalajar Bay, Misamis Oriental (Photo Credit: Joey, my cousin) "All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full" King Solomon