Waves upon the Beach

Why do the waves lap upon the beach shore .. why do they endlessly grasp to hold and to feel the sand and shore beneath there watery kiss ... I see my self as the ocean ...alone in its self ... reaching for its love ..but never to have or hold it. Yet the ocean is not sad .. no.. It grasps and reaches still to touch its desire for only those brief moments before returning in on itself once again... The days and weeks go by and the ocean still reaches for the sands.. the earth it so dearly loves and desires.. It never tires or grows weary after the centuries ... it is still there by the sweet sands of time and there it will always be ..as I will you my love.. I will always be here ..right by your side ...reaching for you ..but not becoming weary or discouraged when I cannot touch you .. I will be grateful to have the spiritual love we so clearly have defined as rare .. and I will remain right here .. lapping at your toes ...just to refresh and refill your spirit... with love and with joy .. I will cherish you .. I will desire you .. I will need you ... I am the waves upon your beach ...