Friday, November 18, 2011

Waves

They splash into the sun rays,
Like diamonds in the heap,
They sweep across the shallows,
With an enormous leap.

Creating music is their passion,
With little ripples and troughs,
They have the strength of submerging the whole nation,
But instead it remains calm and bows.

Like a mirror it reflects the world,
Creating another dimension,
But a minute you swing with it,
It is nothing but a bed recreation.

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