Deep Thoughts

A persistent wind strikes my face. A steady rock... back and forth.. back and forth... I look down, to escape the sun, to no avail, As the golden glare jumps from the water passed the sail, to my face. A time for reflection Quiet, smooth. Let the wrinkles in the water enter your ears. Don't move. Just watch, listen, and look. The melting horizon, At which you can not tell, from where the stars stand, and where the fish dwell. Just watch, listen, look. At your feet, a nibble. Then another, then, gone. It's school has departed and now not to far behind it follows. I look a little ahead as hundreds upon hundreds of these blue beauties, dance their dance, in the water. So well choreographed, thousands of times rehearsed, in order to get it right. Hundreds upon hundreds, to create a team that soars the water as ONE. No words, No leader, Precision. Hundreds upon hundreds = to ONE. It's natural, it's instinct. No words. they just watch, listen , feel. Relate this to us. realize that we take pride in knowing we are the learning, the adapt, the human. It seems so less amusing now. comparatively. No leader, no words Yet precision down to the millisecond. Yet they slice the water like a needle in the hands of a surgeon. It humbles you in away that no words or person can. Just watch, listen, and look around. Don't stare, don't hear. WATCH, LISTEN, LOOK. this alone can bring a man to greatness. For greatness begins when you realize you are NOT the best. Greatness begins when you admit, that a little, flapping fish, in a great, green sea, Is greater than what you were, what you are, and what you will ever be.