Going against the waves as They are crashing against my body My mind is so hungry for the normalness of time I move forward, and yet The waves continue to push me back And then to and fro, to and fro Sometimes against my will and other times I Just let it flow Flow around me Forgetting that I do have control But alas I falter and I slide back into the Strength of the waves and the crashing into the shore I become more resilient as I grow and learn and Become strong against the waves that take over my body and My mind I become strong flowing with the waves to take me Where I need to be and yet I become wise as to which wave is taking from me and which way is giving to me Pouring into my mind is the truth and ability to get through life Good or bad Simple or complicated Joy or sadness Flowing, flowing and flowing not fighting the waves.
On the beach at night alone, As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song, As I watch the bright stars shining—I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future. by Walt Whitman