Just Like the Sand.

Just like the sand, 
the waves can drown her stiff. 
What once brushed her surface now leave marks. 
Dense with the weight from the flood.
Weakened surface easily imprinted.
Just like the sand,
she will dry.  
Crumble, loosen, but remain intact. 
The outlines scarred deep vanish.
Indentations washed new.
She might get stuck, but she knows that the sun will set her free.  
Fresh freedom renewed.