A milliard of golden shafts of light shine
Though the waters of the powerful waves
As they break upon the shores
Their power breaking up the grains of sand
Into a microcosm of ever smaller and finer pieces.
The sun shines through the waters and turns it a ruddy orange,
While its white horses become gold and silver reflecting its sunlight
And then there is calm until the next wave builds
And with a crushing crescendo brakes onto the shore
the sound of the sand being draw back into the sea becomes as if it is drawing in

its breath as it waits for the next wave

Johnnydod