Hunting For Sharks' Teeth

I shuffled across the embracing surface
Of ten million crystals
Stained by sea shells here and there,
The resilient shine of an impossibly
Thin layer of water
Was brighter than the sun could bare.

And as I stepped toward the ocean
The water condemned my
Vulnerable toes
To a frigid fluid jail of temporary woes.

To the left I spied a prize and
Within I felt a joyous laughter,
But I cast the fiend into the depths
For impersonating what I was after.

I kept trudging parallel to the mighty
Water's thrashing force,
Still in search of the thing I had not found.
Time again I'd let my feeble mind
Be tricked into deceit,
As the ocean continued to cyclically pound.

And to this day I have not in my
Possession that prize of my
Happiest dreams.
Imposters fill the beach I walk
And with fake facades the
Water teems.

Perhaps someday I'll satisfy
My single, sole desire.
Until then I must keep the sea from
Putting out my passion's fire.