time slips like sand to the ocean
exposing shells on the beach
each etched with the events of life.
one shell, brilliant with color
attracts me to the surf
I hold her to my ear,
hear the rhythmic echoes of her life.
I feel the indentations,
and the pain engraved within them.
I admire the rich colors
of her soul.
the ocean cleanses me.
I will sleep tonight with the beaches of time.