The Inkwell

mother nature’s art
created on our island
for everyone’s eye

the rough sands of time
eat slowly away at rock
carving a coastline

aided by the wind
and the foam sea in the west
the sand carves the cliffs

fallen rock is smoothed
by the foam of the sea
and pebbles shimmer

little tiny rocks
gather with the seashells
to create soft sand

and in a moment
time passes as shore grows
as sand in timer moves