There is an old man
By the sea
A giant walking tree
Who built himself
A driftwood throne
A Vi-King
Fighting a battle
All alone
Against
Tides, waves, winds and shifting sands
Pacing...placing
Planting driftwood Barehands
A puzzling jigsaw, A handmade barricade. Slowmotion erosion.Seasons past as legends last. For the next king tide to decide.
