Waves crash against jagged rocks,

Stroking them, pulling away fragments

One at a time,

And rushing back into the sea.

If I stood there, at the shore,

What would happen to me?

Would I find myself in a state of serenity

As water enveloped my feet?

Or would I crash and burn?

Would I give my life

To the compelling song

Of the deep sea?

I don’t think I would.

The water, it scares—

No, the water—

It terrifies me.

I dread the idea of letting myself succumb

To the wave´s appeal.

Yet there is nothing I could do

To fight against the current.

It tugs and pulls,

Trying to make me into another-

Another one of its victims.

Another one drowned.

Out there

Shines a light.

And oh, how much I love

The light.

I have no choice

But to try swimming

Through the war of waves,

To try pushing through the cascade.

And eventually,

I´ll make it to the lighthouse.

Rather than succumbing to the waves,

I will embrace the light.