The Wave - A Poem By The MindHacker
The Wave
A wave on the ocean of reality Appearing separate from other waves As you move through the fabric Each moment you rise and fall Total transformation all but the energy you really are Propelling through the water Propelled by the swell, the wind, not self
Crashing on the shore Transmuted into sound and light Sound hits the drum of an ear Ear stimulates a mind sending it into being Turned into thought and impulse A dream inside a dream
Ocean and dreamer are one Dream is a projection of the dreamer The dreamed is an illusion to all but self Does a wave die on the shore?
Where do new waves come from? Seek a beginning and an end Shall not be found Matter doesn't matter It's energy that moves all
From ocean to air Light to sound Never created, or destroyed A continuous function of now
What if the dream wakes up Just as the cap is white and begins to curl It's changing, and bending If the wave realizes it's the energy When it thought it was the water Freedom may be found
The shore isn't the end Change isn't destruction The wave was just a form Realized from pure energy.
Which cannot be destroyed.