A rogue wave just crashed my spirit’s shore

How quickly the sorrow washes over me.

A tidal surge of memories lay strewn about

And yet the waves continue to ebb and flow.

Indifferent to the mess it leaves behind

With strength I collect these memories.

Holding a deep breath as I dive into them

Wanting to rejoice in the beauty life’s reef

That lies within the depths from whence it came.