Rapid Creek Tide Out


Trying to make sense of it all
When the tide goes out
And the rain stops
What was once seen is now not what is seen

All the way across the expanse
To the horizon
A revealed beauty
That is transient and formed
Flowing ebbing and eroding

Of continuous loss
As present
A simulation
Creation in place
And witnessed by my force in time









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