Waves

Waves fascinate me.

Big waves rolling in from the remnants of a storm.

Receding waters chased back to the sea by sandpipers.

Angry waves crashing against breakwaters.

Little riffles running up the beach.

Maybe it's the sound.

Maybe it's the motion.

Maybe it's the ever changing colors.

Maybe it's all of this and none of it.

Maybe I don't need to know why

Waves fascinate me.