In route we watch waves pass,
sunsets settle in stone while we become closer to our eternal homes.
Some manuver, others fall repeatedly into the hands of time, waves washing over us as we become weary.
Our days waste without purpose,
and often we pursue pleasure over passion. Conformity over coming into our true self.
Eventually ears become deaf to inner
reason, the very reason we reason
with life,a llowing waves to conquer the
very waters we were made to master.