the dunes streak across the beach
waves of sand
birthed by sea and wind
and still the wind howls
sending tendrils of light sand
scurrying across tide colored beach
sculpting new designs
creating and recreating
in the distance shines dimly in the mist
a beacon
from the lighthouse high on the cliff
trudging toward the light
fighting the wind
and sand
and an ever changing world beneath my feet
I ponder
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