Upon The Banks Of An Ocean

On the banks of an ocean,
of where one stands,
awaiting the tide to come in
Sand stands sadly and
my heart sinks as a thought enters my mind.
Where do waves go?
Rushing, pushing trying
to run away.
As my eyes scan the ocean
Light from above
squints through silk
laden clouds.
Sand on the banks,
of an ocean that
quietly surrenders .
You no longer hear
the crashing of waves
upon the banks of an ocean.