"Alone Outside the Bubbles"

Time floods our days
like the perfect storm,
taking our heartbeats
back to the sea.

Waves wash backwards
tiptoeing into the water,
silent and alone
removing fragile footprints.

Moments gone out with the tide,
eluding the seconds
making up the minutes,
that hold moments for destiny.

Looking for the seashell
in the soft silent sand,
that holds the past
open now to fast forward.

Holding the edge
looking for the reason,
finding the stillness,
never feeling he depth.

Lost in the froth of the waves
left behind on the shore,
full of bubbles of time
exploding and disappearing.

Keeping the schedule
alone on the sand,
never questioning why?
Alone with time.

Alone on the beach.
Alone along the way.
Alone in the light,
inside the bubble.

Searching for reasons,
to exist alone
away from the sand and waves
outside the bubbles.