Magnificence of the glory of the One holy and all-powerful Creator of everything.

The atmosphere is very hot – over 30°, which contrasts with the cool water that seems cooler than yesterday, but necessarily refreshing.

The line between heaven and earth is smudged, like chalk pastels that mingle the stark difference between both. Heaven descends to earth and earth is transformed into glorious blue.

Feet become entangled in fronds of soft, gentle kelp until the body is able to stretch out on the surface of the water. Silky soft sand, almost as fine as clay, gets churned up easily in the retreating tide and makes it impossible to see the seabed.

It takes a long swim out to get depth and solitude. The water so salty, tasty and refreshing is a delight to swim in and the tiny sand particles, along with the bulk of the human body, are suspended in the liquid’s density.

Swimming to the shore for the last time, lying backwards and paddling with my arms, I could eventually feel the dainty, wafting of the kelp fronds on my back, as they surfed me over, one at a time, into the shallows.