As I watch the waves kiss the shore acclaim,
its graceful stride disappears and remains the same.
The wind blew again as if it wants to proclaim,
“You need to reach your dear shore and do the same”.
From the break of dawn until the sun greets the sky anew,
the waves tirelessly travel without even a clue.
If it will reach the shore and meet its goal to kiss its dew,
then it’ll say goodbye then disappear amidst everyone’s view.