Poetry: Rolling waves
Rolling waves
The sound of rolling waves,
the sound of life.
Raising, bending, falling
and shhhh... the dissolving of the foam.
And again,
and again,
and again.
Not one wave is the same as the other,
but all rise, bend, fall and dissolve.
They are all part of the same ocean,
the same salty water that plays with the wind.
And somehow it's so calming to just listen
to that eternal play between water and wind.
Raising, bending, falling, shhhhhhh......
