There comes a time when
being the crest upon the wave-
restlessly dashing to and fro-
is no longer enough.
There comes a call from deep within
to seek meanings
and, in time,
to understand them.
Then all at once you realize
that the careless, fleeting crest
has now become the deep, calm water
that gives the tide its' course.
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