Sand falls through my toes
As I watch the ocean beaches
Froth and toss about
I reflect and determine that
Nothing is paramount
For the massive dune
I ran upon
When I was just a kid
Lies a glance to my south
Only half the height of yesteryear
And the cave that kept it company
Has collapsed
Leaving only a sorry arch
Perched on a rocky shelf
And the hill off yonder
The forest there has been thinned
Making way for "Hideaways"
Nature's monuments
Being pushed into the past
By man and nature herself
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A/N:
It is really something to see things that you thought as so permanent, so massive, so unmovable, so shift and change and become something else with the winds of time.
Humbling,
-DarthPadre
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