the shore waits quietly
it never calls, it never shouts
it sits in its forever stillness
the footprints of the waves,
scrubbed from its memory.
but the shore waits quietly,
quietly and alone
she stood calmly on the shore of a crystal clear lake, rocks visible beneath the gentle current. the wind stirred her hair and the light reflected off the gold of her eyes. she didn’t belong here, but she would never miss the opportunity to mimic a human.
Along the shore, I saw the waves, heard the ocean sing, followed the seagulls. Along the shore, I walked out my stressful day, dreamed up a new beginning.
Sail away to shore, rows breaking the waves, dragging yourself home, soul weary, legs still shaking, not used to steadiness under your feet
the shore waits quietly
it never calls, it never shouts
it sits in its forever stillness
the footprints of the waves,
scrubbed from its memory.
but the shore waits quietly,
quietly and alone
she stood calmly on the shore of a crystal clear lake, rocks visible beneath the gentle current. the wind stirred her hair and the light reflected off the gold of her eyes. she didn’t belong here, but she would never miss the opportunity to mimic a human.
Along the shore, I saw the waves, heard the ocean sing, followed the seagulls. Along the shore, I walked out my stressful day, dreamed up a new beginning.