|Over the bridge...|
|past the temple in the sea...|
|A wide deserted beach, with the softest, whitest sand...|
|But the sea is rough,|
|red flags are up,|
|what to do but walk away...|
|...at least the pool is tranquil.|
Kinda ironic that I'm writing about beaches and sunshine when Colombo is undergoing the worst flooding in decades. What can one do but have hope in times like these.