Waves

Resting in a lonely boat
With a dirty paddle
Watching the waves roll by
The bothersome sun looking down on me
Slowing my thought
And my study of the sound

Something will break the rhythm of the waves
The wind or an animal as it were
Or my own dirty paddle
Disturbing the epitome of what I'd like to be

A wave rolling along
Gentle and mindful
Careful to not interrupt his brothers
Both the one who succeeds him
And the one who lags behind

Together moving on
Towards a common destination

Roll on