along cliffs I walk

when I walk

through lush fields

that have

been made green

by rain

I think more than I should

I think
of things gone by

of myself

of others

and I wonder
what it means

me walking here

just now

I stand on cliffs

and stare down

at the waves

crashing
rolling

against the wet sand

of the shore

I feel that

I may be
a wave

rolling in and out

with the tide

in

out

like breath

we are all waves

going in and out

the day

comes in with the sun

and goes out with the sun

our world

it spins

but we go in

and then we go out

waves we are

on the edge of a cliff

we don't understand

eternal cycles

stuck we are

walking along a cliff

we call time

but when we look down

at the waves

we see

the infinity

we have missed

I look back

at growing grass

and I wonder

when it falls again back to the earth

that grew it

where I will be

when I walk

along cliffs

I think

of things

to hard

for me

to understand

things like eternity

and waves

and the meaning behind growing grass

along cliffs I walk
and I can't help but look down