WAVES

Everytime I go back to the ocean
I become that little kid again
Afraid of water,taking those little steps,
Making myself familiar
With the fear,the waves,
Both beautiful and dangerous.
Telling myself I'll
Conquer my fear
But it's all in vain...
Everytime I go back to the ocean
I become that little kid again
Pulling back from a mother
Who's trying to teach her child
That waves,though
Treacherous and unpredictable...
Should be felt
To know ocean's gloy..

Is just like life,
which should be lived
To know it's beauty...

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