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Like a wave in the ocean,
one is born from the whole,
Living life in the tumultuous moods of self direction.
In the end that life is returned to the sea,
from which it was created.
Once resettled in the familiar emensity,
it realizes all over again:
The universe is not defined by time, space or personal
growth.
It just is.
Waves join waves. Old waves meet new waves.
Old waves meet older waves,
Joined by the universal rhythmic cycle that just is