Another

SEASIDE

Here I stand
Where the foamy brine touches the edge of the earth.
As I watch, the moments come and go,
Like the ebb and flow of a breath.
In and out.

I reach out,
Trying to fathom all that is spread out before me.
But the water drips from my fist
Like tears raining upon my cheeks
Down they fall.

I see now
These fleeting days are like the broken shells and rocks
Forming the sand beneath my bent knees
Rutted with the joys and sorrows
Of our lives.

Tomorrow
This day will be forgotten by the multitudes.
Yet I will remember this ocean
How it changed me and somehow left
Unnoticed.

~rag

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