The Tale of the Sea
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Age makes you wiser, they say. It was true. He had seen generation grow up, prosper and die.
He had seen civilizations rise.
He quietly watched as they
Found peace in waters of his
Shallow self.
He treasured every smile he received,
Was happy to give us
The peace we all need.
But there were dark time, when
He cringed as the Earth quivered,
As that was the time he was forced
to rise, to destroy lives.
It would then make him think
of much happier times.
Times he was happy with what
he gave and what he found.
We wrote our secrets, in the wet sand,
Every time he was gracious enough,
To hide them all.
He grew fond of the messages
that the world wrote, he carried
the secrets that no one else knows.
He liked taking away secrets from
the ones burdened by them, hide
them forever, never speak of
them again.
He longed for a meeting with his
lost love, the shoreline.
They met for a second but then
he was pulled back, this cycle
of pain seemed to go on and on.
He lived with pain as he knew
Nothing would exist if his
Forbidden wish came true.