Waves
Waves surge on the shores of the soul.
Water erodes stone hold.
Eyes see nothing.
Mind understands less.
Heart a still beat.
Crests of white water wallow the sands.
Crash, crash, crash,
Cleansing breaths
Curling
in balls and circles
Marking the sand
that will shift in eternity
leaving no trace.
The end of all.
The beginning.
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