Waves

 The sound of the sea

The sound of the sea

As it breaks on the shore. 

The language of waves

Strike respect with a roar. 

Reminding us that we are

But transient visitors 

Passing along a beach. 

Trembling beneath a force

That shakes the earth. 

Reminding us that our place

Is of observers of the magnificent

Story written now millions of years

Before and after our coming 

And eventual departure. 

These waves will sing the song

For centuries and eons 

Long after we are gone  

Without a trace or sign. 

We celebrate our short time

Our arctic flowering 

And trace our initials 

On a Winter shore.