I stand in the ocean
with my toes in the sand
with the breeze in my hair
and water in my hand
Before me is the rising sun
in the east there are stars
Around me I hear the crashing waves
no boats or planes or cars
As I watch the sun come up
over the horizon
I feel as though it has a plan
as though it's on a mission
The sun has a purpose
a reason for being here
Everyday it runs it's path
It's purpose is very clear
The very waves that I've known so long
seem to be mixed up
The song seems calm and simple
like it's running from a cup
They used to sing and say
that all is okay and right
That each wave started new
that each day brought new light
That the ocean never ends
it goes for infinity and beyond
The sun always laughs
and finds the hopeless to smile upon
My surroundings are telling me
to never give in
To always keep on moving
like the fish with it's fin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done. Life moves on, and so should you. And to me, surrendering is never an option.