The Ocean

It would be wise for us to listen carefully to its voice.

Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash

Wave upon wave I gather my strength and let it go. Like the pulse of a heart: unprompted, uninterrupted, unstoppable, sometimes swelling into angry tempests, sometimes resting, rocking gently, lapping softly at the shore.

This is what you see looking out from dry land; an ever-present energy with a will of its own…