Cold rain, unrelenting, soaks me to the bone and I long for a warm pair of socks.
The sea looks cold tonight, and the rocks, as menacing as ever.

I feel the wind from the other side of the world, rushing in to freeze exposed skin.

Alone, I stand, as night falls, observing the endless power that stops at our shore.
Tired and cold, I brave the onslaught for ten thousand steps until I reach my door.

Barely observed, the ocean doesn't stop.