Guys, thanks so much for your kind words about this poem. I live but a 100 paces to the ocean, its quiet waves I can hear, but can not see when I sleep at night when my window is open. Sometimes when I am all alone at night, I walk to the beach and sit before its waves, and when the moon light shimmers over its living waters, or before the sun has risen, I feel connected to the cosmos.
This poem is according to me containing a wish of an eternal Childlike moment which has a begining but desires no end.yet i would like to know the one to whom it is adressed.
I hate to be all whatchamacallit, like, fawning, I think that's the word, but I had to tell you that I've read this FIVE times so far. Somehow it really touched me, and thank you for that.
