I stood there, there near the shore. My long, brunette hair blowing in the breeze, And let the ocean beat rhythmically against my legs. Wouldn’t I look silly if I tried to stop those ocean waves from crashing? If I held out my right hand, would that ocean cease for me?
And yet my thoughts they sometimes come like tidal waves,
Breaking against the shoreline of my emotions.
And for so long, time and time again,
I have tried to stop them.
My, what an impossible feat!
I listen, instead, now,
Now, I allow myself to feel it,
To let those waves come to pass,
With an awareness unlike any that I have ever known.
Mandy Elaine ❤