The thoughts that move through me,

Are waves in the ocean,

Stirred by deeper forces,

I can but try to fathom.

They threaten as

They awe-inspire,

Constancy in motion,

Unable to stop them,

I just go with them.

The ancient sands of time,

Are what they roll onto,

This beach on which

A thousand souls have perished.

But I will not go under,

These waves will not drown me,

All I have to do is ride them,

Like a white sea stallion.