Can it be nirvana
As it is oblivion,
Noisy as it is silence,
Calm, harmonious as it
Softly brushes the beach,
Stormy, tumultuous as it
Angrily smashes the rocks
Tides,
Pulled by the moon
To ebb
Tricked by the sun
To neap
Yet every day,
Both high and low
Bring magic
To our landlocked lives
Hidden behind
The smiles
We try to suppress
As we feel the joy
Of those so brave
They dare to ride
In the tube
Of love’s giant waves.
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