Words whip violently across my tongue's tattered sail,
lashing out at your shore.
Dunes retreat under pressure,
branches break,
your once wide beach appears a slim line of dust.
Still,
a rocky island remains.
Edges temporarily softened,
you are unchanged.
Leaves regrow atop new dunes,
your gentle sands settle gracefully back into place,
as my warm sun once again kisses your shores.
Forever your formidable companion,
as you are mine.