Changing Tides

It should come as no surprise that life is a constant source of change. An ebb and flow. A transient motion through time and space. So why is it human nature to be taken aback whenever such regular supposed change comes to occur. Are we the ultimate double standard? We strive to improve and invent, yet dig our heels in the moment of implementation. We obsess about the next step, the next move, the next level, yet struggle so hard to get there we forget to enjoy.


the water ripples across the sand,
memories erupt as particles scour the ocean floor,
bubbles emerge, a reminder of life below.

a pebble stumbles across another,
motionless, they change in direction together,
they move in unison, a harmonic ebb and flow.

she sits at the waters edge,
piercing sun sets deep in the horizon,
a partial footprint vanishes before her eyes.

a shadow is cast from above,
salt water stings her eyes,
she is home.