The ocean waves

The ocean waves,

Crumble into the mountain shoreline,

We’re all under the storm,

And the lightining brings the day,

Much closer,

Than it is now.

The water has no name,

But many stories,

It saw you, it touched you,

It became you,

It enchanted souls,

Friendships,

And broken promises.

The waves have no address,

They are like thoughts,

Flying from here to there,

To everywhere,

Taking everything,

And returning everything,

Borrowing state of minds,

And killing hopes

Once I saw the biggest wave,

I thought to myself:

„Someday, when the sky will stop

Knowing me,

I’ll be a wave,

Going from here to there,

Knowing everything,

Touching the sands of the past,

And coming back each time,

To crumble,

Into your mountain”