Moment in time

I see pale white water sliding across the sand as it drifts back to sea.

I hear  the rough water smashing against the rocky banks with a thum.

I think I might fall  from the strong wind and as I fall I could feel the drops of water skim against my cheek.

I feel the scaly barnacles onto the rocks as I step onto the soaked soggy sand.

I wonder if the stormy weather will change the small sandy beach.