The Wave, My Friend

Then slowly builds

As it rolls on

Toward its destination

Only to be put away

In endless sprays

Of ever flowing mists

Followed by more and more

The cycle continues

Yes, the wave will beat the shore

Till the Lord says let it be no more.

The wave is my friend

For we relate in many ways

My blues they begin

In the innermost of my heart

Building, searching

To tell their part

When chance would come

That should reveal

It's taken away

So yet I conceal

My longings, wishes

All inside of me

Constantly more and more

They will always be

Till the Lord says let there be no more.