Live Or Love

As I stand here by the sea The waves they roll ever constanty The wind it blows softly The sand gives ever slightly Beneath my feet. Sea, wind, and sand- they call to me. "Run to me Come to me Be one with me Only I can give you true company. I can keep you safe and warm- come home with me." All of a sudden the wind becomes sweet. The sand becomes firm and strong And the waves they roll wrong. Backwards and beckoning Whispering and caressing Never still, never resting. I stand there and tremble at a loss as to whats best for me. Will I stay standing here by the sea Ever cold, ever waiting Ever content, ever debating Or will I go into the sea And accept the ome that he offers me? Ever small, ever loved Never seen, never shunned. To live life or To be loved. Time asks us that question, and in the end we pick one.