“SUNLIT REFLECTIONS” by Yan Sun

I walked down to the harbor early in the morning before the town woke up. The air was crisp, and the water was so clear. I listened to the gentle clinking of the sailboat masts in the light breeze. Looking at the bright red boathouse glowing in the morning light, I felt a deep sense of peace. I thought that a dock is not just a place where boats park, it is a place where you can rest, recharge, and feel safe.