Tides

 

Wet sand teases soft skin,

tickling, as you stretch,

breathing the sun in,

 and letting hurt flow out.

The soft caress of sun light

as it touches, sweetly

like the tides of the sea

gently kissing the beach.

 

I see your mind

start to flower,

a true sight to admire.

The awesome power,

the way thoughts

wash over you,

like those tides

getting higher.

 

I see the water cleanse,

as it swirls around your feet.

Gently making itself a home.

harmonising and reverberating

with your heartbeat.

I feel the hands of time stop,

as any second

the image could shift.

The photograph in my brain,

will never be the same

but I embrace the change.

 

I see the beauty without

and the beauty within,

I hear it sing,

I see its colours

mixing, I feel the waves rushing,

washing away

the scattered debris.

Shipwrecks of memory.

The tide

takes them away,

the tide

takes them back to sea.

 

 

 

 

 

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