Two friends sat in the sand
Near the ever rhythmic ocean .
As the sun sank in the distance
Wave after wave curled ,
Paused and then ripped
Toward their extended toes
Stopping just short each time .
I said to the other friend
I love the ocean .
The ocean moves so I
Do not have to !
What a thought
So many of us struggle to stop .
We do somethings and then go
Go go .
Somehow after that ,
If we cease our efforts ,
We will expose ourselves
To the ever present realities
We work to keep at bay .
I Love You All
By Brock
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