THE SHIFTING SANDS

The Shifting Sands
This flesh and bone, a shifting dune,
Each day a tide reshapes the moon.
A crest of laughter, waves of woe,
A sudden flash, a tide that's low,
All ebb and flow within the tide.

Welcome the whispers, soft and strong,
Though some may tear and carve you long.
For even storms that scour the shore
Leave smooth, new pebbles to explore,
Unveiling gems the depths may hide.

Meet shadows dancing in your mind,
Embrace them close, a truth they'll find.
Each grain a whisper, each wave a guide,
Leading you where the currents ride,
Toward the ocean vast and kind.

Be grateful, for the changing sea,
Shapes who you are, eternally.
The shifting sands will set you free.