The Beach

Louder than thunder as it pulls at the shore
Sculpting the beach with a mighty roar
Rocks pushed around with effortless power
Like the displacement of petals of a windswept flower
As the wave hits the pebbles, there builds a crescendo of sound
Each pebble refined, reshaped, reground
Picked up, then slammed to the ground
Lost for ever, never to be seen again, never to be found