# 122: The Wave
Story behind the Passage
On some days — only poetry can do.
My Learnings
You want to surf,
Desperately.
You go to the beach,
Every day.
You wait for the wave,
The big one.
It does not come.
You go again,
You wait.
You pray.
You hope.
You research the perfect place.
It does not come.
You make more attempts.
You sit in the sand.
You watch closely.
You jump into the water
You swim.
It does not come.
Then you stop going.
You go to the mountains.
You hike.
You see the beauty.
You enjoy the height.
It does not take a wave anymore.
Then one day,
You wake up,
Pack your bag.
You are on your way to the mountain again.
Then you see the wave.
It is right there.
It has come.
Huge.
Beautiful.
Shimmering.
Loud.
Gaining momentum.
It has come.
You stand still.
You jump.
You watch where the wave takes you.
Reflection Questions
1) Did you ever go surfing? Why/not?
2) Are you waiting for a big wave to take you somewhere?
3) What is your mountain?