Erosion You are the tide and I am the beach. No matter how scarred and ugly you wash over me, cleansing me, making me feel new. You are sometimes rough, churning me up and mixing me around, but always leave me settled and whole. You are also sometimes smooth, coasting in and caressing the surface of my matter. You erode the sand castle walls away, never fearing what's behind them. I see you coming over me and for a moment we become one. And even though you sweep back out again, there is never a doubt that you will return. The relationship symbiotic, benefiting us both. For you are part of me and I am part of you. Without me you would be just a still body of water, with no beginning and no end. Without you I would be just a barren desert, lifeless and alone.