Ocean

The ocean always teams with life, respect seems appropriate. I play in the waves, I envy the water, powerful waves. Yearning to remember when my demanding senses did not take over, when my specialness did not exist. Ripples of water are memories of my life in silence.

As my life builds and expands, those ripples melt into the sand. I will build my sand castles with all my memories and will invite all of my friends to rest, while they witness their ripples melt away so that they, too, choose to build sand castles of dreams with all our voices.