We are like waves
That crash upon the shore
Only to be taken in
By the sand’s embrace
Absorbed into its gentle grace
Some of us
Are docile waves
That ebb and flow
And some of us are
Troubled tidal waves
Primal and dark
Dangerous and deep
With secrets to keep
And others are the Maelstrom
Destructive and uncaring
Destroying all in its path
To wander alone
To languish in the dark
Still, we all end up the same
Waves that crash
Upon the shore
Returning to the sand’s embrace
Absorbed into its gentle grace
© Julie Gray
Dear Julie, I loved your work tonight. I love the sea. One day, I will find the Pacific and I will write my novel.
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Hi there 🙂 thank you so much for your interest in my poetry. I am happy to find a kindred writer 🙂 Oh I hope you do get to realise your dream of seeing the pacific 😀 If you go to the top of the North Island in New Zealand, you can see the Tasman and the Pacific oceans clashing together 🙂
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I would like this. I live near the great lakes of Michigan. Not the sea, still wonderful, powerful and beautiful. One day I would love to visit New Zealand. You are welcome dear Julie.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Great words shared. The beloved sea.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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You are welcome dear Julie.
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