my waves

your rock

we used to be in harmony and

break each other

all at once

and it would hurt

and i knew

we were not of the same element

but look at this beach we are making.

kids playing

friends getting together

dogs running

tongue out, tails wagging

and we continued.

consistent

consistently breaking

pieces of you

molecules of me.

Now the moon is moving

gravity is pulling me

pulling me away from you.

you’re still a rock

i’m still a wave

but we are not crashing against each other anymore.

i admire from afar

this beach we have made

and how you stand out because

you do not move.

perhaps the moon will do as such

and another wave will come

and instead of breaking

you will be uprooted from that deep imprint in the sand

and you will dance together with her.

i will look from afar

and smile

because i will see that you have learned

the ebb and flow of the ocean

and that is how sea glass is made

that is how pebbles smooth over

into treasure.

make treasure with her

while i continue to move

as the moon moves.