On the shore I sat.
The rush of the water,
Like fluid to a pen.
It rushes to the shore.
As the tide hurries to come in.
The glory of the night.
The twinkling stars,
And the dancing moon light.
Putting on a show of wonder,
Till the sun turns off the night.
Time is all that changes.
From night into day.
Years in and out
Like grains of sand,
Move on the shore with the tide.
To not move and stand still,
You lose out in life.
Nothing is ever fulfilled.
You have to fill your dreams.
Like the sun, moon and the tide insinque.
8-12-2006
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