Healing Waters and Winds

The shores whisper of eternity
The receding waves echo deep inside of me
Sweet smell of the fresh breeze
These sands have been here seconds and centuries
Time means nothing to these ripples and peaks
They do not discern the hours or the weeks
Years will pass and these shores still remain
Maybe larger or smaller but basically the same
The endless cycle of the rolling ebb and tide
Heals my heart and the visions deep inside