Sitting inside after a very long day,
I began to feel bound, suffocated.
So, I stepped out into the cool night air.
Instantly, I felt the release;
The wind through the trees mirrored my scattered thoughts.
I walked on, breathing deeply with every stride.
Unwavering in my destination, always the same,
I headed toward the abysmal sea.
As I was overlooking the deep mass of water
I couldn't help but see the story...
That
night beneath the tranquil stars
even the
ocean was tumultuous.
The sharp
threats of the merciless seagulls
could not
drown the ocean's deafening roar.
Huge
waves of power rose and fell
Each
seemingly trying to break the rigid shoreline.
The
celestial bodies illuminated the darkness of the night;
Reflecting intermittent glimpses of light
upon
every inch of the water.
The
entire ocean was waging war.
Even the
stillest of areas were stirred by underlying currents.
There was
something beautiful in the force of the massive giant.
Relentless, powerful, determined. The intentions were clear.
Each wave
dismantled bits and pieces of the sand.
Grain by
grain, an extremely tedious task.
And as I looked over the unrelenting masses
I understood that the efforts would not go unnoticed.
Eventually erosion would tear down the shoreline.
Grain by grain.
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