Waves…

Celebrate, if you will,

Like the waves caressing the shore.

Gentle and lapping

Yet soon to fall away without 

Having taken breath.

Ours, too, like honey dripping

And no child to taste the sweetness

Do we fall away and miss out.

The dance always comes

To an end.

We bow to the memory

For it is already gone

And we cast ourselves

Away again.

Lost in the ocean

Like waves.