Now up and surging high as if I will embrace the sky

Now thrashing the shores bursting into a thousand dream-splinters

Disconcerted, I gallop on the emotion waves… why?

Frantically in bewilderment groping

Yet forging ahead clutching my instinct for a straw

See no more but a speck of light, fleeting

Enough of the riding, to be tranquil I long

Not to identify with the momentary waves living and dying

But with the unwavering ocean that begets them, serene yet  strong…