Upon Your Shore

I walked along this road for so long.

I found myself thinking thoughts I'd never wondered before.

I walked forever until I reached your shore.

Upon this glorious beach, with its watercolor and pastel beauty,

I lost myself in the remainder of what was.

On these ageless white sands I came to rest my weary head

And absorb the warmth of the years that pass.

I came to rest my head against these tiny grains, and listen

To the restless rhythms of the jealous ocean.

I hear it weeping in its frustration, and know it's pain,

As I too pound on your shores

Forever rolling in and out, sometimes stretching closer to land,

But always just short of your sun warmed glory.

Would that I could be the sun upon your shores, and touch

Each single grain with alien warmth.