The waves roll in, the waves roll out...each wave comes that much closer as the tide turns...the waves beigin to lap at your feet and you stand still....still in the quiet of the night, savoring the pleasure of the water on your feet...X knows the ocean cannot be chased and is content to abide peacefully and let it come to him on her own schedule and rhythm...softly softly softly letting the waves become him and he the waves 'til all is one.....
