Wish me well my dear,
I have to go.
I hear the ocean as it
waves.
I see the light of the
sun and moon.
In the form of waves.
And they wave.
I see a tower and from
up above I see it all.
It is clear as the
light on the waves.
The sea calls in
waves. The light lights the way.
I cannot be lost.
I close my eyes. I can
still see. I can still hear it.
As a whisper it is
revealed.
My path is
enlightened.
My body decides: I
will be a wave.
And then I wave as one
with the ocean.
I am the light.V.G.
