As the beating sun
Releases its rays and pressure
Rises amongst the waves.
Alongside the sand
The rock which says atop the hill
Watches the ship
Creeping slowly
Waiting to see more.
Absorbing what they are
And what others are
Beneath the sun
Wandering what has happened
To that friend they have not seen.
Still the sun beats
As the wind blows the rock
Realizes it will never know.
Confined to fate the rock
Knows what is true
Watching the ocean
Under the sun.
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