1000 petals by axinia

the only truth I know is my own experience

The wave August 29, 2008

 image by axinia

I was standing on the shore
     a mighty wave came with a big roar
i was far away
     the wave rushed forward in the play
gently did it tickle me
     i felt the cool waters with glee
a moment passed
     the water receeded into the vast
how empty did i feel
     without the water, was my life real?
forward did i move
     longing for the waters soothe
the wave returned stronger yet
     sweetly making me all wet
alas the wave pulled away
     my whole soul craved for it to stay
further forward i moved on
     my desire gettig strong
i saw in awe the wave so tall
     standing over me and all
crushing down onto me
     leaving me small in humility
the water pludged my every pore
     opened and cured my every sore
i knew nought anymore
     not of the sand, sun and shore
in the waters i dissolved
     thus my being was evolved
now in the wave i ride
     calling seekers to my side

poem by Adradhana Schreuer


9 Responses to “The wave”

  1. amzolt Says:

    Very nice poem!

    I like the way it pushed words into new meanings, like “play” and “soothe”.

    Water, water, everywhere and many drops to drink, eh?

    ~ Alex

  2. Fitch Says:

    “now the wave i ride calling seekers to my side.” nice … very nice!

  3. axinia Says:

    thank you, Alex.
    regarding drinking of spiritual water I have something nice for you:


  4. Excellent articles!!!

    Added you to my bloglist!!!

  5. my link finally added. My apologies for error.

  6. vishesh Says:

    lovely poem 🙂 i love the sea and the waves…see this http://visheshunni.wordpress.com/2006/10/10/the-sea-the-poem/ one of my first ever poems 😛 lol actually the one which gave me the confidence 😛

  7. swaps Says:

    B e a u t i f u l.

    (There is more to it than I can appreciate right now).
    Axinia, thanx for sharing it.

  8. This is a beautiful poem! Time and tide wait for no (wo)man! 🙂

  9. Fatima Says:

    I love this poem, as much as I love the ocean.

    It reminds me of a small poem from the book, The Wanderer.

    ” The sea, the sea, the see
    it rolled and rolled and called to me
    come in, it said, come in.”

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