Reality

The solemn movement of the waves soothes the mind. The intricate ballet before me is as beautiful as the dance of thought. Millions of tiny steps, all moving together to form a mosaic between night and the presence of light. Looking across the array of the sound. The lights appear brighter. It's almost as if looking in on the true meaning of life. And all the while being intoxicated by the sound of waves. Tranquility surrounds as I fight the war inside. Striving to discover the meaning. The only thing stopping me is the sight of perfection before me. I look out over it's beauty and question myself. If I can experience a greatness as the one encompassing me - why look for anything more? A soft reflection continually catches my eye. A spectrum of dull color keeping the beat with the water. The cool breeze nips at my consciousness. A dark hand attempting to drag me back to reality. It wins for now, but it will never keep me away for good.