Water tickles over ripples in the sand
I am pulled the pushed onto another shore
I stand....
The suns rises
The sun sets
I am seeing a pattern here
The sky weeps
The sky molts
I stand.....
Water effervesces between my naked toes
Sand tumbles in the waves, fire flies in the sea
I stand
The tides flow pulled by unseeing hands
Time flows uncontained by the sieve we call hands
I stand....
before.... another shining sea.
Another shining sea.
©tRm