The waves keep coming in succession

Beachgoers bob up and down

I take it in like a lesson

The crashing white waves remind me of expensive portrait frames

Curly and pristine

You know each one’s story and name 

The ocean is turning green

I stare down from a balcony

You look down from heaven

Are You just beyond the clouds or further out on the horizon?

Maybe we’re all just guessin’

Doesn’t it pain You to know that all these people are dyin’?

Even those on the boardwalk that run

And the teenagers just chasing fun

I used to be one

And the crying baby in the elevator

Did I let You down by not delivering on later?

The air today is like a hurricane

Maybe I’ve got time to blame 

My life is like the Ferris wheel

Where does all the trash go?

I wonder as those monstrous city trucks move to and fro

We’re all heaping up something 

But I want what’s real

The waves keep crashing, ceaselessly

Experts say the shore erodes increasingly

Just like the daylight of summer 

How much longer, I wonder, does each person have?

Our lives are like these waves 

They respond to something, build up, then break

Sometimes they take people down

Sometimes they let others ride along 

And what about the sound?

Of the endless lapping 

Of drunk tourists laughing 

Of kids mesmerized 

It can’t all be pointless, I surmise

The clouds above me look like quotation marks

How I wish I were a surfer 

I’m listening for Your words

They’ll be my sparks

I’ve given up on straightening my hair

It’s never jibed well with humid, salty air

I’m happy to sit on the balcony or stand on the shore 

And just stare 

You’ve made an awesome museum, in motion

Nothing can separate us from You

Not even the ocean

I climb down and get in it

How spectacular

It’s splendid

Of one thing I’m sure 

You love me and I can’t hide

Look! Here comes a wave

I’m tiny but You are mighty

Let’s ride