The lullaby of waves draws me ever closer
To the brilliant hues of sunrise
Gliding with bare feet on millenium sands
I surrender my soul willingly to the tides.
Seeking the peaceful coolness of a sea stone
The trembling had caresses it as if a cold
Baby's cheek, and the stone bares the secrets
Of it's formation
While the waves play tag with my feet.
Not every rock in the ocean can age as gracefully
Or enjoy the purity of being totally without flaw
Only those made of a certain glorious substance
That can withstand the scouring and the wounds
It is when the rock stops fighting with the
Current and finds sanctuary within the mighty
That gentle rolling motion which can change the
Swallows the roughness of the rock and the stone
Prostrating at the water's edge, the surrender
Is accepted, for one cannot keep swimming
Against the current alone.
Give in to the process of metamorphosis,
For only then can God make us a sea stone.
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