There he sits, on the cliff looking out at sea Waiting for the sunrise, longing to embrace what warmth is, the night is cold, and the sea breeze is no friend of his either, yet he stays, blanketed by the night's elements He smiles, counting the stars, watching the moonlit waters. The quiet night is peaceful yet so demanding of the senses, yet he takes it all in, noticing the little things that make it worthwhile. He takes a deep breath, the taste of the sea dances on his tongue. Waiting, hoping that the sun arises to clasp his soul with an unbreakable chain...... "In time," he whispers with a smile....