The wave of days
is a fragile beat on soil and sand.
The waves, it seems,
can only keep coming
and never slows down.
But there is a fluorescent secret,
Its bright in the night but its sound
is so loud that it’s not hard to be found.
These days have rhythm,
even when the waves have not yet risen.
We all have to see the things
that are yet to be seen.
Indeed,
These things are hard to reach
but soon we can live our lives
the way they are meant to be lived.
Optimism is how we should feel,
However, when bad things happen
we turn our eyes to the heavens…
LOOK DOWN,
Our answers are in the ground.
We can learn from digging down,
but no one is digging.
Listen,
This secret is not a secret.
You can scream it to a crowd,
you can yell it to a town,
but these words are only sounds,
and no one ever seems to listen.
So this secret is out of sight,
however this very secret might
Shine its light among the waves…
It’s a furious night-light.