Waves

The fog has died down with each ray of sunshine, beaming you into silence and awe.

The heat reflects off the sand into every fiber of your being and soul, and with that you feel relief as the water starts to bend,

Soon the white cap appears as the beginning of the wave crashes into the sand, Sending the water back into such a glorious action.

You soon realize with each breathe you exhale with the wave, as if it was your breathe in real life and time,

As if, the water was you..

Why do you feel so called, summoned even, to this great vast ocean? Why do the waves beckon you to come closer?

It seeps into your soul mending all that has been broken. Even the glass that’s tossed into the sea is mended and made anew. Do you know of what I speak of?

I speak of Sea Glass, once tossed in the ocean it stays for some time, crumbling, softening in waves and brutal storms,

Until it appears on the beach beckoning you to come to it. Do you feel it’s smooth ridges? It’s soft exterior?

Yet, you know if it’s not in the ruff, vast ocean it can reappear sharp, and dangerous.

Our souls and hearts are much the same. The ocean hears our cry’s, and eases our hearts and minds with each wave seeping into us. Clearing our minds of all troubles.