On the Crest of a Wave
My life I see in the million moments
ebullient waves of a tempestous sea
meandering on the crest ,
ambition surfing on a raft,
looking for pearls
in the prism of white, grey and blue.
But every full moon, tides ebb and flow,
where darkness and light beacons no end.
at times, I chase the waves,
at times, the waves greet me.
and one wave at a time...one wave at a time...
I become a part of the infinite sea.
From the crest of the waves
I crash on the sand and rocks
descending down to the trough.
The wave says, you have had enough.
As I strive to find the reason why,
the wave returns, waving a goodbye.
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