In the soft grey of the morning, before the sun has even touched the sky, a lonely longtail boat rests on the exposed seabed. The low tide has receded far back and the water with it - only shiny silt remains, streaked with shallow traces of the receding ocean. Silence lies over the harbour at Sivalai Beach on the island of Koh Mook. It is a silence that breathes, that waits - for the light, for the wind, for the water to return.
The boat stands there as if forgotten, but there is dignity in its calm. Colourfully painted, decorated with cloths, it is a silent witness to past voyages. Seagulls and crows stroll across the wet expanse as if they were the only guests in this intermediate space - no longer sea, not yet land again.
The island is still asleep, hidden behind palm trees and morning mist. The world seems to have stopped, the boat caught in a timeless moment between low tide and high tide, dream and awakening.
There is both melancholy and hope in this sight - because the sea always comes back. And with it begins the next day, the next journey, the next chapter on the open waters of the Andaman Sea.
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