Beach house
summer night
waves crash upon the earths sandy canvas
where things wash up, and wash away
by the tide..the moons own strength
hot and heavy, a firey orange
glowing, beaming..dangeling above the ocean
counting time in my head i dug myself into the cold sand
the music played
music of the world
wave crash upon each other
one everlasting melody
trembling with delicacy
yet roaring with strength
a voice that never grows silent
the sound of a wave
crashing
one after the other
shattering into
smaller somethings
this beautiful masterpiece never growing old
stronger than any other
the mind of the tide
the most unrevealing secretive
thoughtless thing
beautifully beaming in my mind
this ocean, made of many tides
coming in
going out
just like any other
leaving again
and again
chasing the days away
goodbye waves