Sunday, February 8, 2015

On Impermanence and the Ocean

I am only one wave
Flowing straightforward towards the shore
Never to reach to depths below
Before crashing

What I can imagine
I have only a glimpse
Creatures from another plane
Passing through never to stay

Occasional collision
Crests crossing paths
Yet always between two clones
What's alike so out of reach

With little mind and less control
And no land to call home
What can be done
Before I break

Finding shells
Shapeless creatures once called home
Only to leave it behind
Searching for another

For if we always stayed
With the same hard shell around us
How could we ever hope
To see the whole ocean