Philosophical

along these barren shores 
of an un-named land 
the sea rages 
as far as the mind's eye will go 
it is a fruitless war I wage 
against unseen enemies 
I am old, weak and weary of the fight 
to simply stand and face the elements 
takes its toll 
it seems I have walked this shoreline 
for some time now 
for some years now 
all too familiar 
the thunder cracks 
lightning dances along the breaking waves 
I see forms in the sand just ahead 
footsteps walking in the same direction

elements of time