Ocean waves behave irresponsibly, splashing away, Not being afraid of the damage its causing. Big and blue, the waves have lots to say And what’ll you hear might be appalling Not afraid, I confront the superior waves And ask the questions that come to mind: What will happen in the coming days? “Depends on your attitude” The waves replied. Back and forth, waves rolled in and rolled out, Bringing lost items to the people on shore. By the time it was over, I released all doubt And appreciated the waves that much more. I now wait for the waves to come back But all I can see is undisturbed water. Waiting all day until the night turns black To wait more time as days grow harder. “Where did the waves go?” I ask myself As I sit alone on this empty beach. “I have more questions...I need help” I search for answers out of my reach. After days alone, the waves reappear And I listen to the waves as they meet my feet. I slowly walk in the waters I feared As I wave goodbye to the problems I beat.