On the beach the shifting sand
Slips slowly like the pass of time
Drifting through my fingers grasp
No matter how my hands entwine
Dry the tiny rocks are loose
They cannot hold themselves together
Baked and parched they have no founding
Desiccated by the weather
And so I think of my hearts loss
No matter how I tried to grasp her
She slid away like sand in sun
To find the life she would prefer
And now I find it’s time to go
To let the tide wash over me
And let the water wet my shoes
So my ground will moister be
For with the water of the ocean
Mixed with the salted tears I cried
Will firm the sand as my foundation
And ease my gate and guide my stride.
And so I did you all remember
The tides turn, moons wax and wain
And so with natures time and tender
As days pass they take all pain.
Sep 10, 2022
Sep 10, 2022 at 7:04 AM UTC
On the beach the shifting sand
Slips slowly like the pass of time
Drifting through my fingers grasp
No matter how my hands entwine
Dry the tiny rocks are loose
They cannot hold themselves together
Baked and parched they have no founding
Desiccated by the weather
And so I think of my hearts loss
No matter how I tried to grasp her
She slid away like sand in sun
To find the life she would prefer
And now I find it’s time to go
To let the tide wash over me
And let the water wet my shoes
So my ground will moister be
For with the water of the ocean
Mixed with the salted tears I cried
Will firm the sand as my foundation
And ease my gate and guide my stride.
And so I did you all remember
The tides turn, moons wax and wain
And so with natures time and tender
As days pass they take all pain.
