“The tide of hope approaches us and recedes from us as we stand on the mortal shore – some of us wait for it to arrive, some chase after it, but we all vanish into the sunset and our footprints in the sand fade in time. The feet of infants replace ours, and the dance of the tide commences anew.”

“The tide of hope approaches us and recedes from us as we stand on the mortal shore – some of us wait for it to arrive, some chase after it, but we all vanish into the sunset and our footprints in the sand fade in time. The feet of infants replace ours, and the dance of the tide commences anew.”

— Stewart Stafford