Take ‘her’ lead…


Take ‘her’ lead…

A sandy beach.

Close to shore.

When the tide washes over her,
she pauses.

Years have shaped her
stately posture.
Persons come from near and far to
LOOK upon her simple elegance.

Endless photos ‘clicked.’

The ‘lens’ cannot consume her.

Many pass her by
missing her completely.

The waters weep.

Her depths reachable.
She stands.
One day the ebb & flow will carry
her out
as her roots let-go.

I stand.
The waters wash away
the sands.

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