Kris Megantara

The full moon shines its glorious light. Full moon circle (there is a circular line around it). The elders said, the full moon of such a circle is a sign that something very important will happen. Immediately the coast of the South Sea gleamed white struck by the moonlight. Clean fine white sand stretches wide. The sea seemed calm. Small waves that thinned only had time to lick the edge of the beach. The normally tempestuous sound of the sea water now only sounds whisper softly. The sheer cliffs to the West are like dams to prevent the ocean from flooding the land. The hills of stones and limestone look like giants standing firmly on guard. Silent silence, hearing only the view of the sea water and the only visible water bubbles in the small waves that go hand in hand to the shore. But all that became part and parcel of that solemn silence. There are no clouds in the sky.