Never Crashing the Same

Wave about to crash on Crow's Nest Beach

They never crash the same, wave after wave
I feel this in myself, pounding the shore
uniquely each time
gently, fiercely, easefully, clumsily,
powerfully, at times breaking apart
what once stood for generations
other times turned away by a young ones
sand wall built with a plastic shovel
Regardless I am still the Ocean
Regardless I am still the Shore
I play this game with myself
over and over
until I am
sand and water and air
again