When you
inscribe your name in the sand,
you know
it is transitory.
The faithful tide
is sure to come back
to wipe its slate clean....
to make ready
for another day
of frail humanity bending down,
and with a finger,
declaring their existence
on the
everchanging shore.
The music that I am listening to right now is so beautiful.
cathy
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