Ripples and Waves

The ripples of each life

Slowly lick at the tapestry of fate

But mine have become waves

Which rip it in their wake

I have lived like a storm

Destroying but also bringing

Precious healing

To those sorely in need

But I enjoy my duality

While many would witness the destruction

And weep

Not me, no. I smile wide

For every wave sent out from my actions

Is proof that I lived

And though waves will eventually

calm themselves into ripples

Long after I draw breath

I know

They will continue into eternity

Carrying with them proof that I had lived