Receding Wave

The wave recedes into the sea, along with love that used to be. The sun recedes behind the cloud, and life recedes beneath the shroud. A cruel and godless penalty conspired to steal my love from me, as if she were a falling leaf, a passing season without grief. The sea is salted by my tears, with loss of love and fading years. And heaven hides beyond the gray, to shed no light on my dismay. And deep within the mist and foam, I wander searching for my home, a shack beside the bleached debris, of pain and loss and destiny.