The Beach – Rewrite

Ash floats through misty sea breeze,

Above infinite sand of memory.

A mother watching her boy run free,

With water cold beneath her feet.

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A revery passage to the other side,

A moment’s mortality magnified.

They build a castle by ocean spray,

Worth more in time when washed away.

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The boy, now a man, meets a girl in the sand,

Together forever starts with touching of hands

Beneath, or within, the expanse of stars,

The beach is alone, but the girl says, ‘It’s ours’.

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Mystery entwines in pure connection,

Introspection, no answers, but new life from affection,

The man half-smiles in musing reflection,

Undulating, swaying, overlapping connection!

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The old and the young, they ebb and flow,

His his child comes and mother goes.

The tides roll, the spirit glides,

Beneath it all the deepest eyes. 

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The sunset shimmers across the sand,

Something’s heavy in his hands.

Three long shadows slowly fade

Clouds obscure, the beach is grayed.

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The wife and son leave the man alone,

The cold breeze blowing undertone.

With a breath and a cry the ashes are thrown,

Swallowed into sea, taken back home.

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Ash floats through misty sea breeze,

Above infinite sand of memory.

A mother watching another set free,

With water cold beneath her feet.