• A wave comes and crashes.
    It's life gone before blind eyes.
    Cool soothing waters.
    Aiding the walk, tendering the way.
    It's silent cry, on deaf ears.
    Sorrow's burning desires.
    A dollar of sand, hard but breakable.
    Touched, without feelings of it's own.
    Time's inhuman transformation.
    Beautiful demise.
    Admired by those blind eyes.
    Soothing the burns, in it's lies.