Waves

Waves

Days come and go like the waves on the beach
The relentless crash going in and out
Next just like the last
Never the same shape but still only sea water.

Days pass by just as fast
Gone before I can even capture their beauty
One followed by the other
Next just like the last.

When will the day come when those relentless waves
Wash something new to my shore.
Something that won’t go as quickly as it came
Like the sand crabs I uselessly try to hold on to.

Sometimes I stand on that shore looking at the horizon
And I wonder what it would be like to just lose my self
To get lost in that blanket of blue
But then I remember my place is on the shore.

So I stand there and look longingly, waiting,
Waiting for the sea to make up its mind
For it’s current to change and bring to me,
Bring to me what shall be mine alone.

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