Salt Flats Prime

Here the earth becomes sky. Shallow water reflects the clouds above, schools of birds circling your ankles as you lose sight of dry land — of any sense of up or down. Only the occasional sand bar and your own movements break the deceptive stillness of the water. As the horizon disappears, sky into sky, you realize the sand is so pure and clear that you can see right through it... but surely that's only your own face being reflected up at you.