In the hollow dark
The tide thumps twice a day
The beat of my heart
And the breath moving
Through the cracks
That have opened in the fabric of my being
The Ocean lends me life
While she smooths my bricks
Washes and carries
Particles of my concrete and clay
Suspended flying in salt water and mixing
With the sand she has teased from the cliffs
What was once my foundation
Becomes hers
Holds her up
As this whole place will soon enough
Metres lost to her caress
What was once remodelled
By human design
Into structure
Seemingly solid
Is taken back.
From dust and water I was made
To dust and water I return again
The only marker
Is time.
