A Wave of Emotion
Poetry
A wave
A sensation
A feeling
Rising strongly
We’re caught in the tide
No life vest
Unable to swim
They rise and fall
We’re trapped
In the current
On the shore
Our silent observer
Who’s always present
Beckoning us
To join him
Do we see him?
Do we know he’s there?
With the waves
Splashing over our heads
The water’s too deep
We believe,
Treading is the only way
The struggle, we believe
It is our cross
It is ours to bear
We must own it
Yet the observer
There on the shore
Always patient
Always waiting in stillness
Do we look upon him?
As a stranger?
As a foe?
As an unknown force?