18) A Wave

A wave
pushing from the open sea
louder as it draws to where I wait

it stays
only for a breath of time with me
so I try to find what joy I can
before I have to set it free.

A storm
sweeps the things you've built away
scattering the stuff of meant to be

but dawn
strikes gold among the shallows shells and sea
swim amongst the treasures while you can
before you have to set them free

(bridge)
down in the depths
you can find you can't remember why you're sad
but here, on the surface
is all are and all you need, and you ever had.

and that's not
bad
and you can make it better still
find yourself a cup to fill and smile

as you float
to what the current wants to carry you to see,
look around and drink in what you can
before it's time to set it free.

(For Fand)







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