Between rubbish of yesterday
and the future
lies the present
which a bunch of yesterdays got
recycled for a tomorrow

The beach of tomorrow
was probaly a beach
sometime in the past
but in a different rock
and from a different age
stone comes and goes

recycling the sands of time
Nature finds a use for everything
even it is just a memory
of what it once was
it can still make you smile

Preserving and protecting us
Out of recycled yesterdays
Stone comes and goes.
Even it is just a memory
of what it once was,
and hopefully makes one smile