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How long does it take for ocean waves

to reach their journey's end?

I am an ocean wave that is tossed by the strong wind,

the currents beneath me push me on towards the shore.

I am pulled and stretched over the

dark waters that lay underneath,

I do not know what monsters are waiting under me,

what bloodthirsty creatures I harbor in my trough.

I am disoriented by the frantic movements my body is

forced to do, I have no stability,

I cannot control my great strength

which at the same time is my greatest weakness.

I am hurled across a magnificent ocean looking for a

shore to die on; waiting for that moment when my crest

comes high and crashes towards my doom

with the pristine white sands of a small island.

I am waiting and I long for that moment

when my waters come undone by the ecstasy

of touching something other than the

other blue waves that surround me.

How long will it take me to reach my journey's end?

I lay in a dream like trance as the night makes the ocean calmer

and stare up at the stars that light the same shore

I am destined for; only they know when it will end.

Ocean Wave

By Jennifer Santiago Rullan

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I AM PULLED AND STRETCHED OVER

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