Monday, February 17, 2014

Riding the Wave

How does it feel to be a wave
To reach the shore and give it all up again
How does it feel to be so strong
And yet so helpless when crashing against the rocks?
How does it feel to roll over and over again
Knowing you'll never get what you love most
Do you only feel despair with each new journey?
Or are you so hopeful to keep praying through?
Wishing you can be one with that fickle sand
That between the finger spaces passes right through...


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