Every Now and Then


Wash away the destiny

Sea foam and the sands of time

One grain a day 

Our names written on the bubbles

of the brine


We invest the hours 

We have to lose 

To measure the progress

of the choices

we choose


To be human

We sacrifice the regrets

Burn the sorrow

on the altar

and pay our debts


Yet the winds whip

the foam across the beaches

the days of our lives

and every now and then I pause to listen

as it teaches


  • Author: swingline (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 16th, 2018 02:46
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 18


  • Michael Edwards

    I do like the rhythm of this - great write.

    • swingline

      Thank you Michael for taking time to read and comment .

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