Waves crashing

            Family is supposed to hear the waves before
the thunderous crashing against cold, hard stones. Alas
I thought, I listened yet nothing fell until too late. All
that was felt was the heat of a pulling sun.

           Simmering down to the coolness of warped echoes,
the heart races against my lungs, my ribs. Shh. I hope
inside a prayer. All the sounds cease for seconds then a
roaring thrashing threatens.

          A sigh increases as the exhale is long and low. The
cord surrounding the soul has frayed and the mind
screams in darkness.

         Oh had I known, had I seen. Indeed. Hindsight
is always 20/20. Blink. Swallow. Hope for an answer down
the road but for now silence must be played, paid.

        One by one the crinkling laughter causes glances
of irrationality. Still am I wrong in the performance? No
longer is there the ocean pulling me to view inside the
currents, the undertones. Only is there that emotion of
a serene hope.

       Sincerely a crash of unloaded emotions are heard and
yet no one is listening. Indeed a cynical slide awaits the
soul but the spirit drags me up, up onto a high ledge. Ah
the beckoning of reality just drives the need of love
back into my mind.

        Even though steering of the masses are chaotic, I
still try to maintain some sort of calm. Oh how is that even
possible?

         The answer is here inside my spirit, my conscience.
I only must strive to find peace with the distance, with
the disappointment of family imperfections. Such a
mandate that I have to stand clear.

         Does family even bother to reach out? Honestly?
I wouldn't have even a remote clue. Words are words,
actions speak louder.

         So here I prepare for tenderness, mercy and lots
of love that I must extend to all even in my oddest of
moments. Who knows, I may just brighten someone's day.
So here goes my steps. Heel, toe. Heel, toe. Smiles
gleaming and arms open wide.

         Take your stance. Either join in on a hug or stay
clear. Just a kind reminder, though, some times the
turbulent waters rage inside the ocean blues.

         Yes even for me I see so. Yes I can be calm
because that is what Jehovah requires of me towards
all including family.

         How about you?