ocean waves

March 14, 2006

riding the ripples of time
wisdom of ages arriving on the waves
we are the grains of sand on the endless beach
flooded by the wonderful sea

There's just something very uniquely special about the ocean. Timelessly ebbing and flowing. Delivering the sand created by the wash. Pulling it back in again.

The endless ryhthm is enthrawling. Even more so when we take a few steps out. In a very real sense we become a part of the ocean. As the powerful water washes over our feet.

A new smile is born in me, takes shape, when the thought arrives; spring is bursting forth, summer close behind. Surf's up!

Type: Poetry

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