Crashing Waves...

Coming through the dreaming and the real years I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore I shall roll on and on, and break upon your lap with laughter And no one in the world will know where we both are. I will be like the breeze on the ocean waves Drinking from the breasts of the ocean deep Dew from the glistening morning weep And each of its longing that daybreak craves. From side to side grows each tubular wave Each thinking that they catch me in its worth They allow me to completely forget What hour comes after this instant in time. For painful is the oceans every wave As it doesnt let me to sit in peace For the days which I have taken as lease Are passing by and leaving me alone. Weeping clouds drifting its moments in tears I turn to face the dark black sea to mourn From where I find no water to save My soul from the sound of crashing waves. Only in my illusory freedom amidst the universal chorus The sun shining moods that flows around its spell Why do human souls not sing as does the sea Why does the resinating wind sigh? From the earth up to the highest stars Unanswered is my question to this very day A voice lamenting in the wilderness Leaves my soul protesting despairingly.