they could hear the ocean’s waves pounding upon the sand even from here
the sound of hardness turning to smoothness
the sound of waves
the sound of waves
light glimmering on the surface
crests of white cascading down and over
swirling around creating mist that would eventually hit their faces
breathing in this salty air
breathing in
breathing in
looking out to the water was like trying to tell the future
it was so immense
it went on forever
there on the sand wood broken into pieces and so smooth
smooth like skin is smooth
like a pebble
like a fresh new leaf
like a raindrop
the sound of waves was a lullaby
the sound of waves so gentle in the moonlight
so vast as the sun rises
so mysterious as the water turns and turns
the sound of waves like a melody
like an incantation
like a belief
watching these waves fold into one another
the way souls do when they touch
The Dynamics of Groove 
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I really enjoyed this – the last line makes it that much deeper. The use of repetition is really good, too.
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That’s awesome! Glad to hear that it resonated! And thank you for sharing! 🙂
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