Silence, the Strength

Waves upon waves
Constant, unceasing
Up they rise
Pulled down briefly
Only to garner strength
And rise up again


Do the waves ever tire
Want some respite?
A brief moment perhaps
When they could be quiet?

When the wind does not
Whip them up to frenzy?
The moon does not
Come too close
And the arrogant sun
Ignores them for a day?

The wind, the moon, the sun
Are they the reason
Or some disturbance within
The true for the heaving?

Only the surface
Is ever restless
There is calm
In the untouched depths
Pristine and beautiful
A silence, a strength

Isn't it so with the mind too
That sways with every word
Every stray thought
Every perceived insult?

Ignoring the depth
Where there is calm
Untouched and true
Steady and unwavering
Pristine and beautiful
A silence, a strength.