October 3, 2019

WAVES

Non-stop, they keep coming,

wave after wave after wave,

wave after wave after wave,

wave after wave after wave ….

Rolling, rolling, rolling inwards,

Pounding the shore - crashing

onto the beach, wave upon wave,

wave upon wave, wave upon wave ….

Some days the breakers are extraverts;

some days the breakers are introverts.

Sitting on the boardwalk or the beach -

I see the entire shake of planet earth ….

I learn steadiness, I learn limitations,

I learn the unexpected, I learn edges,

I learn spray, I learn sound and fury,

I learn background, I learn horizon ….

I see the moon rise out of the ocean -

in the dark of night. I see the sun rise

up in the light of morning - day after

day, after day, after day, after day ….

I need this. I need this knowing,

the familiar, the forever, the non-stop,

the regular background, the steady,

the knowing each wave is new.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2019