Water and Waves
He is water.
She is waves.
He is simplicity itself,
so clear that his depths
stay hidden right in plain view.
She is restless, complex,
always in motion, changing,
each day different than the last.
Yet he is her support,
her dependable reservoir;
keeping a constant level
however she may rise and fall,
through ebbing tides
and raging tsunamis.
She is his renewal,
stirring him eternally,
bringing air and life
to those unseen depths
no one else ever touches;
bringing him out of himself.
He is water.
She is waves.
Together, they are inseparable.
Inspired by a friend; dedicated to my wife.
He is water.
She is waves.
He is simplicity itself,
so clear that his depths
stay hidden right in plain view.
She is restless, complex,
always in motion, changing,
each day different than the last.
Yet he is her support,
her dependable reservoir;
keeping a constant level
however she may rise and fall,
through ebbing tides
and raging tsunamis.
She is his renewal,
stirring him eternally,
bringing air and life
to those unseen depths
no one else ever touches;
bringing him out of himself.
He is water.
She is waves.
Together, they are inseparable.
Inspired by a friend; dedicated to my wife.
