Standing on the shore,
As I look upon the waves,
I thought they share a tale,
Of love and life of infinite scale,

Those waves would come,
To kiss and hug the land, but,
The time that divides them,
Like a merciless wit,

One could hope, they may halt,
Here I am, witnessing else,
Eternity lost, yet the waves,
Keep trying again and again,

It is the wind, that breeze,
Reminds me of their love,
Like a guardian of eonian truth,
I smile as I look upon the sky.