Footsteps to the foaming tide will eventually be washed away
Like our past,
faded like a memory
Waves bring in new life and take away the antiquated dreams of yesterday
Billions of grains of sand, a child's playful dream
No hand can hold together tight enough to keep one from slipping through its fingers
I never realized how the shore is so intertwined with our human experience
Crashing waves and delicate castles
Hours to construct only to be crushed by the force of the sea in mere seconds
The tide rolls out leaving no footsteps to show our presence,
No remnants of the castle walls.
Just quiet serenity;
Lucidity.
The child's eyes see the grains of sand for what they simply are
No metaphorically heightened thoughts, just a place to create and enjoy its natural splendor
Don't grow old if you can help it beautiful child
Enjoy the ease of innocence in not understanding just how complex those simple grains are
And just how much those roaring waves can do
One day the water will take your footprints
But you can always leave more behind you
Whilst you find another spot to fabricate another grand palace
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