I often wonder if I am a wave on the shore
Wanting to go just a little further
But there is something that says, “No more”
And I just quietly go back to where I came from
Mingled in with everything else like me
I wait for the power and the force of the wind
I determine that I will try this again
But this time I will not do so alone
I hear the sound of the boat that groans
Against the force of the coming gale
I now am riding with the breeze
I determine to reach the heights with ease
And I am carried even beyond my sight
And notice I am filled with peace and delight
I am resting in a place much further on than I expected
And it all came from the place where I rested
And waited on the wind
Wow, I might have to do this again…