Against time and brute force
Cold and unforgiving
Knowing waves feel no remorse
Impede them for a moment
Never could be often enough
Grasping for a way to
Make still hills from a sheer bluff
Open waters continue pounding
Taking all soft curves away
I'm left here with only
Volatile cliffs and ocean spray
Attempt to find calm here
Troubled waters may impede
I alone cannot soothe them
Or convince them to heed
Nary a sigh for those who bleed
