h.dirix
After the storm........
The storm has passed, receded into nothingness
The raging surf beat on the mighty seawall, but the sea has lost again, and only a few puddels recall its presence a few hours ago.
The whipped up sea has come to gestures and the now calm surf ripples at the bottom of the dike, as if the sea is licking her wounds from its futile assault on the seawall.
The ancient coastal light at the bottom of the dike is the only whitness to the futile attack, and she hoped for yet another victory of the mighty sea dike, for if it lost it would be swept away in the churning mass of water.
A gentle breeze came up and yes, the birds began to chirp again as if relieved that the storm had died down........
After the storm........
The storm has passed, receded into nothingness
The raging surf beat on the mighty seawall, but the sea has lost again, and only a few puddels recall its presence a few hours ago.
The whipped up sea has come to gestures and the now calm surf ripples at the bottom of the dike, as if the sea is licking her wounds from its futile assault on the seawall.
The ancient coastal light at the bottom of the dike is the only whitness to the futile attack, and she hoped for yet another victory of the mighty sea dike, for if it lost it would be swept away in the churning mass of water.
A gentle breeze came up and yes, the birds began to chirp again as if relieved that the storm had died down........