Before I take the plunge
Along the edge of a beautiful shore I sit
And play around with anticipation and excitement
Of the mystery that lies ahead, of the palpable vibrations in each breath
On the side of an ocean of endless possibilities and unfathomable depth
A few steps before I crossover, from one side of lighted charades
To the other of serene and monochromic shades
With the apparent calmness of the surface
Broken intermittently by the incessant waves
Which try relentlessly, albeit less vehemently to cross over again
But are stopped by an invisible pull to be contained and content
Only the content never seems to lack in passion
A strange palette of poise, passion, rebel and subversion
What is it, that makes it an enchanting, an irresistible invite, I wonder
And a breeze just caresses my face with a sprinkle of the sea
And hints of your voice, your touch and your being
The waves calm down, return to the sea
The shores suddenly are more enticing
Can’t wait to take the plunge, to discover and dive
Let’s begin, together what they call is a beautiful life!
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