Rise

    Rise And Fall

Your frothy feet run onto the sand

licking up pebbles

and just a fast as you rise

you recede.

I love the sameness

I love the change

I hear the uncertainty in your coming

I hear the certainty in your retreat.

When I am filled with dread with what might be

I remember 

You rush in

but you always fall back.

I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.