Endless Waves

- Curuwen
It is quiet
And it is loud.
Waves crashing against the rocks
But smoothing them all the same.
Salty sea air mists the rocks
Ending with a sweet taste against my mouth.
Gulls cry, calling across the horizon.
I see the forest, the green pleading me back.
Turning towards the gray water I know
My heart does not lie in the forest anymore.
Only in the endless waves.