Pastel aqua waves of fate thrash upon a calm shore.
Silhouettes of rocky shadows stand above the horizon.
Within a sunset: anemic clouds gently prepare to soar,
As grains of sand glow like starlight from a tired sun...

A wondrous glimpse of hope sparks loudly within a thought:
Through ugly, grim days on earth, beauty still fights to stay.
A mystery sight to eyes seems to loosen up cruel knots,
And lift greatness to the earth with each brave waves sway.

Perhaps someone mirrors me on the other side of this ocean.
Inspiration fills my soul. I am a warrior prepared for life,
Yet when I awake from myself, I suddenly fear the motion,
With realization of this dream, my world is repainted strife.