the land is clear and the seafome fizzes at my toes,
foot steps are ingraved in the sand in a line along the shore for miles,
hermit crabs walk in the tide pools under the monsterous rocks covered in green slime,
the sun is settingto the horizen, were the earth meets the sun, were the land meets the sky.
the land is peaceful,
the sea is wild.
As i walk along the old dirt path leading me to my bike in the parking lot,
I think,
and to this day I still wonder,
why did mother nature creat the seas?
Why did mother nature make the sun?
why did mother nature creat the moon?
why does night have to come so soon?