here we sit,
watching the waves go by,
gentle ripples of time passing us by
as we look to our future so far
each wave beats down on us,
battering down our defenses,
but each wave is a blessing,
as it closes the defenses we had,
and brings us so much closer.
The water is our connection,
and the world is our beach,
each wave we feel,
each ripple we hold,
closer and closer still
progress slowly passing us,
and we all fall closer to be,
not two souls,
but one,
one soul
in a lake of our souls,
joined by our hearts