The sea’s majestic music with dissonant notes

Beach lovers swim, fly kites, fish, collect seashells and build sand castles. One can do absolutely nothing at all but listen to the sound of seagulls and the rushing tide. Under a canopy of palm fronds and colorful parasols, one can daydream.

Dawn is a magical display of light of pastel light that spills over distant mountains. The rising sun gently casts a golden aura over the landscape.

Once in a rare while, one can catch a celestial show — a shower of meteors, a falling star, a comet, or total lunar eclipse. On a cloudless starry night the astrological patterns and constellations are visible. Signs of things to come.

The monsoon season, in contrast revels another dimension of the sea. It is an unfolding drama of light and shadow, powerful movement and sound.

Towering cumulus clouds unleash torrents of rain on the silver sea. It seems that the heavens are weeping. Mist hovers in gauze-like ribbons and smoky puffs over the verdant hills. The valleys and meadows are dense with glistening foliage,

A thunderbolt lights up the slate gray sky. Intermittently, lightning streaks across the horizon. The southwest wind whirls and echoes through the islands and wind tunnels. Birds flee the impending storm as animals scamper into nooks and crannies.

The restless sea responds to the growling thunder. On cue, giant waves swell and swallow the sandbars and small fishing vessels. Then the surf crashes against the craggy cliff.

The majestic symphony of the sea evokes the fantasy of a spellbinding opera.