Life is lived between the waves
In those moments prior to being carried or pushed,
What make you of those moments
When life’s ocean ebbs and flows
Infrequently offering just enough respite
That you may catch sight of what awaits
Whether its better to resist against or float atop
Is not sometimes known until afterwards
To know so little, arrive at land
And walk forth
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
Life is lived between the waves
In those moments prior to being carried or pushed,
What make you of those moments
When life’s ocean ebbs and flows
Infrequently offering just enough respite
That you may catch sight of what awaits
Whether its better to resist against or float atop
Is not sometimes known until afterwards
To know so little, arrive at land
And walk forth
