Waves & Waves & Waves

Life is water. Water is life. The motif of water is ever-present. Drops of luck. Pouring anger. Draining sadness. Gushes of adrenaline. Lake of knowledge. River of wisdom. Waves of worry  clashing, crashing,            colliding                       into my mind. Waves of passion, of protest, of power; waves of highs, of lows, of in-betweens; waves of woe, of wonder, of war; waves of lust, of love, of life. And amidst all this water, I try to swim through it all.  Through the love, the wars,  the other trivialities that life has in store for me. Submerging in the oceans of possibility, of experience.  Sometimes I float, sometimes I drown.  Sometimes I prefer one, sometimes the other.  Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes colliding, cleansing, crashing into me like waves & waves & waves. Swim float drown against the waves waves waves              words gush out on the page beyond my control and I am left dry. For now.