Into the waves

There's high-low tide,
bump in every ride.
In fast -slow motion,
it continues the rotation.


One after the other, endlessly.
Like a roaring ghost, fearlessly.
Washing the shore in calmth.
Peacefully lathering in froth.
Settles down the fury,
until  reaches the end in  hurry.
The resounding noise,
raising it's voice.
Washing away all the distress,
the ongoing head goes to rest.
How motionless it feels !
Undisturbed tranquility goes still.
When the endless ocean flows,
with timeless tides in a row.


The two, twinning in orange,
when the sun meets the ocean.
The heart meets the soul
The shadow of the sailing boats,
in the middle of the water bowl.

There is heaven on earth !
It's worth taking birth.


Mirror like specular reflection.
The glittering Ocean.
For a while,
birds  fly around the  sun,
bathing in gold, in clum.
The soft gentle breeze,
Fluttering to increase.
Prevailing darkness in sometime.
But the waves are still alive.
Rise ,roar ,rush  and throw,
Into the waves I wish to go.