Breakers.

I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need
And the waves of the water mean nothing to me —

there are so many things i can do.
i can climb the tallest trees
drive to the northern lights
take photos in the rain
sleep under an eclipse
but i cannot hold this love.

the poet will never know what to do with an indescribable love.
his hands will ever be much too small.
i climb, i drive, i record, i dream —
but i reach the end and your love goes on —

all your waves and breakers
have swept over me.