Artichokes like Comets
Silver Waves
The silver waves tower over me,
today and every day.
Their weight is unknown.
Sometimes far too heavy,
but other times light like
silver clouds before a needed rain.
Today I feel the weight.
The cold presence of their
sleekness overcomes,
and I know I have to give in.
I let the waves crash over me,
dance me around them,
over and under them.
I give in and I can feel the peace,
at last, I see that the waves
were never so heavy after all.
