The Taking Tide

The soft sand seeps
Between my battered toes;
As I walk along the endless coastline.
The cold wind rouses the sand;
And makes it roam along the water.

The clouds cover the sun;
And the evening sky turns gray.
The wind leaves the ground;
and bursts through my hair.
Making it dance around my cheeks.

Water washes around my feet;
Making them feel new.
The tide rolls among my ankles;
The icy sting refreshes old memories.

I watch as the water crashes;
Onto the sand.
Leaving behind shells and rocks;
Only to take them away again;
When the water crawls away.

Like hopes and dreams;
The shells are taken away with the tide.
And replaced with something
More beautiful.