New Writing 1

[jdubbs911]

Lapping waves break
the crest of eternity ahead

unknown
yet we push forward

standing
waiting

he wind blowing strong
wisps of hair in the cool breeze

dreaming of the days to come
chasing

eyes watching
taking it all in

mind entails
questions to be answered

flashes of the past
glimmered glimpses of the future

untold friendships
softly pass in a grain of sand