on my reflections down the beach
i saw a boy.
his storm torn eyes focused straight
ahead. not the glorious
setting sun,
but the whitecapped,
raging waves
held his rapture.
i invited myself
to join him and questioned 'why? '
he halfsmiled patiently
and said, 'the waves don't leave me alone at night'
Alexzia Ferdinand
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ll-be-your-ocean/
