At every turn and every call,
At every break and every fall,
As each tide competes to reach the shore,
Heralding with its characteristic roar,
Through the ages,
Waiting to be written,
Might be washed away,
Must be inked right away.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Sadje for running the What do you see challenge. The challenge is to write a piece with inspiration drawn from the photo above. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.