The broken shoreline

A walk along the broken shoreline;
The ragged waves crash against the rise;
Wind and rain drive
Near horizontal;
The spray is mixed with mist
Along the line.
The grey sea ever deepens in its movement
The sky sinks closer to it still;
The noise grinds relentless in the union;
Spirits are lifted higher than before.

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