Writing - “I watch the Waves” - 2020 - Poetry

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I watch the waves


coming for me,

then easing back - becoming the whole body.

Sometimes I catch the moment it breaks-

I hear the ache as it crashes into itself.

It slowly fizzles all the way

until that fizz reaches to greet me

Right at my feet:

Fresh and Pure.

And forgiving.

A new wave has come and gone.

I stay watching.

Tomorrow the pull will be different and the waves will be too.

It's all water,


I watch, as the One between sea and sky

Just as the Moon above sky and sea.

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