waves

Wandering along the coast,
their synergistic violence, I saw.
with every crest crashing down
the ocean turned less tranquil.
They splashed all over the stretched ocean
and wetted the sand along my amble
They took a toll on the vast blue
like the profound thoughts in me did to me.
leaving me with my pen,  disturbed.
I return empty but ironically, contented
As I lose all my thoughts, all my chaos in this vast intranquility, in the dying down of waves.