Endless Seashore

I was walking...
...along an endless seashore
waiting for the sun to rise...
..the night to end.

As the falling drops of rain...
..are lost in the ocean,
my words...
..will also be lost........in the ocean of time.

Afraid of the high tides....
..unable to see....
..my own footprints on the sand,
which will no longer be there tomorrow.

I was trying to find myself.

with the sparkle of a light....
...and a thunderstorm..
there came a whisper......
.and someone touched my shoulders,
..and said,
"Son, don't wait for the bad time to go away,
just change the way of looking at it".