Allow
moments to ebb
like ocean waves at shore.
Don’t fear the overpowering
onslaught of the future.
Fateful moments
gently
happen
to friend or foe,
unburdened by justice.
What? You want to pick your own waves?
You would pick easy waves,
but remember
not all
of life's
precious moments
broke shore with quiet waves.
Sometimes the harshest waves brought woe,
Swells not of your choosing.
yet they made you strong.
Had you not rode
the wave
you would have lost;
held tight by xenophobia.
Yield to the ebb
with zeal.
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Cool! I like the count-up/count-down format...it feels like waves. And the "you want to pick your own waves?" line is brilliant. This has a good voice to it...and message.
I like the message in this poem. Exactly what I am going through, have been going through. From experience I know I wouldn't have chosen the waves I've been experiencing but I would have missed out on lots of learning and joys. Thank you so much for sharing this!
Laury
This is amazing. You've been exploring some forms, and already you're creating your own variations that someday others will copy! It ebbs and flows with the message. I love this!
In a very short poem you have captured the ebb of flow of life on earth from start to finish. Good advice. I, too, in my many years experienced many,many rough waters and yes, I am a much better person have survived all the storms. Rememeber the peace and freshness that comes immediately after the storm passes.. I really enjoyed this poem. Thank you and GOD BLESS YOU>
