The waves broke and the reflection remained
The tide shifting, gently.
The sand dampened and the sun began to set
Footprints disappearing on a beach long forgotten.
Snow gently fell and the soft Ocean breeze turned frigid
The water froze, briefly.
When the air warmed, the reflection began to show its cracks.
And when he went to touch his reflection, he no longer felt the gentle waves.
Instead, he felt the cold, frigid water as his reflection shattered.
To the Moon 