Like waves on an ocean,
I am forever changing,
forever moving
and forever being.
As I sought me,
I kept looking for me,
you know, the “me” I’m supposed to be.
That me, who will be
is somewhere out on the ocean,
riding the waves as they break
and lapping at the sand beneath my feet.
It is comforting in a strange sort of way,
to know that the me I see
is different than who I will be
in the next moment or even three.
You see, that old me,
the new me is as fluid as the sea,
ever changing, ever moving,
a new face, a new wave,
but always dancing at my feet.
When these waves
kiss my toes or yours,
think of me, that old
soft blue-green sea.
Even more so,
I will think of you,
that new you,
the ever changing
but always beautiful you,
the wave who
tickles my toes,
who caresses my soles.
So kiss me wave
if that is your goal.
Hold me tight
and soothe my soul.
~ I am - Wisdom (Mark)
