Man on the Beach Facing a Tsunami by Ron and AI
Tsunami of Time
Waves of time and change,
roll on from sea to shore.
Continually changing seashores,
into something they weren't before.
It can be overwhelming,
when waves take away breath.
As we roll with the weight,
needing mythical, Atlas heft.
If only we could surf on them,
in wild abandon youth.
But those days are gone,
with that behavior uncouth.
We all drown in the end,
through no fault of our own.
For our lives are not forever,
given only a very short loan.
Copyright 2024 © Ronald W. Hull
9/26/24
You can read and print this poem at my website here.
Rebecca