If you wait long enough
life comes full circle
Each second ticks by
meticulously measuring each step
creating order amidst chaos
With no regard for grand plans or purposeful intention
things fall into place of their own accord
while you ride rivers of white water
pausing here and there in tidal pools, tranquil and calm
that linger just before the highest waterfalls
Sometimes you must surrender
and take the plunge
Become one with the water
a little bumped and bruised
but exhilarated by the ride
And when you arrive at that place where the river meets the ocean
and the crashing waves mirror the sound of the ever present ticking clock
You tumble onto the shore, wet and weary
confident enough to make your mark
as you draw a closed circle in the sand
