Shoreline

That tempest beaten place
where water meets the land.
Winds blow unceasingly.

Words fight to be heard here.
Motion is hampered by terrain and the gale.
Ever in motion
Ever the same.

The bone embracing roar
The Earth’s unsubtle reminder
That she IS water and so much bigger than you.

You are just a puny creature of the land
Your experience not a witness to Her true majesty.
Your thoughts, your words, hunger
Are a footprint in the sand

Nature is not solid it’s fluid
Both above the surface and below
Flowing, going, churning
Longer than anyone can know.