Feel the waves, splashing along sea walls,
inside network sparkles in their distance,
waiting for a chance to perhaps connect,
and in that flash of time, a spacial clock,
in that moment of early bliss, release,
it is then we are ecstatic in our lot.
yet, let the waves skip over the levee
drown the notion of simple thought,
and we will know the soft print
remains to leave an impression.