And there I was
Entranced by every wave
Looking at the lengths the tides rode
to reach my feet
Wondering why they'd travel so long
Just to crash right before the destination they so longingly wished to reach
They didn't make it
No one is sorry for them
Nobody is sorry
that this world is not embodied
By the depths of the unknown
By the foam of the forgotten
By the seeping sand
that holds back such unbearable forces
Nobody is sorry for the forgotten
The sea is seen as something to steal
Swim in
And shower off of the skin
when the day has ended
It glistens
It works so hard for our affection
But we ignore it
Not because we don't appreciate it
But I think it may be that we fear it
And all it has to offer,
so it crashes before it can quite reach
the tips of our feet
-vivi
