The Waves

Coldness, silence, and stillness Once broken is turned in a wave, One existed but unaware of himself, Cold, silent, still! A sage in a cave! Then nature spoke and the wave, That started spreading all around, A stone thrown in a still pond, Waves are followed by a sound. Whoever heard this musical note, It was vibrated and moved upwards, Got secrets of the pleasant life, Smiled and moved back downwards. Pond then turned in a blue ocean, Skies then heard the song unsung, Winds excited the clouds to dance, Birds started flying, flowers sprung. The sage in a cage left on waves, As long the waves aren't too weak, He will not wake, will not interfere, But the naughty poets' naughty leak! With a better script and new actors, Sure, is dreaming for a further throw, Tears in my eyes! We'll not be then, New spectators for a new love show!