At Land's End

I sat in the moonlit darkness
The violent darkness swiftly crept towards me

It broke into edges of white,

Retreating back to where it came from

Spraying a soft mist on me

My hand struck against a hard,white piece of earth
That very much resembled the crescent moon hiding and seeking in the night sky

It had such an intricate design

I kept it near to my ear and what did I find?

The same sounds as that were around me

The same black ocean

A thing so small,

Has the power to mimic the endless sea?

Wave after wave crashed onto the beach
Each with a countless amount of energy

And a power that never dries out,

But merely grows stronger and stronger

A huge wave engulfed me,

This time almost pulled me in with it

Frozen and drenched to the skin, I stood up

Standing at land's end, staring into the infinte element of water

I felt a pang of insignificance

Like how a drop of water is insignificant to the sea,

And yet how the same drop is the sea...