Life Is Likened to a Shoreline (Relationships)

Life Is Likened to a Shoreline (Relationships)

Why is it that in life

we end up being slowly eroded,

the way the sea wears down

a man made shore?

A shore protected with cage rock,

barriers stacked with purpose —

yet the sea still returns,

again and again.

The erosion still happens.

Abrasion, attrition, solution —

they help for a while,

but eventually the sea grows stronger,

and the process you tried to stop

continues anyway.

You can slow it,

but the shoreline will always

be worn away.

It’s a metaphor for life.

No matter how hard you try to fix things,

no matter how many measures you put in place,

the constant force still causes

long term damage.

You can plan, prepare,

repeat all the right sayings —

but if the waves keep hitting,

if the rocks keep flying,

if the cliff keeps being battered,

the erosion will come.

Sediments shift.

Sand is carried away.

Even with man made defences,

you’re only delaying the inevitable.

Sea walls, groynes —

they all erode in time.

The base weakens,

the structure scours away,

and the process continues.

All you can ever do

is slow it down.

Footnote: poetry entry for a competition and I really feel a winner (so don't tell)

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