Waves

Well, i can't explain it but to say that i was unable to take a walk today due to rain. i found myself reflecting on a thought for a poem that has been bouncing around my head for a while.
i have now put it onto paper. Three poems in as many days.

Waves

The formation of a beach
Is beyond all reach
For the time it takes
To make its mark
Long outlasts
The ones that watch
And wait

Each wave crashes,
then crawls
Making its mark,
then receding
Reluctantly clinging
to the sand

Reunion awaits the wave
Making room for another
And yet more
Each one a brother

Each generation we crash
On the shores of life
Making our mark
Through joy and strife
On the sands of time
For but a moment we shine
Then return we must
To the reunion and trust
That, the next generation
With elation
Will carry on
shiidon, August, 2007