Life (Cut-Up Poem)

A sad late afternoon in winter, wind sweeps with relentless rain

Walking near the oceanfront, I had the realization:

Life is the wave, up and down, high and low, climbing and plunging

But, to which place is this wave heading?

It is also the Island, off the shore, and storm-wrecked

Distance from the towns and cities, with no neighbours

A friend coming yesterday, but today, many go.

Brilliant, extraordinary: hazard dream!

Scorching is this winter!

Words and phrases collated from: https://www.9news.com.au/world/oceanfront-new-zealand-property-on-sale-for-one-dollar/ff175ae9-5633-4c84-82c1-95873680242e, and https://www.9news.com.au/national/australia-weather-update-sydney-heatwave-queensland-near-record-temperature/4d785f1e-90c4-4a12-875b-142e3aec31fc