Like a slow ripple
The tide is higher than any time before
Like a slow ripple, we climb to the top of the wave And see the coastline of a new world. Like a slow ripple, we’re out of control. reacting simply out of fear or delight. Like a slow ripple, we glide, stretching the moment or we’re frantically crawling with our arms.
The tide has never been so high, The trough has never been so deep And the wave has never been stronger. Things are getting more serious,, Panic is tetanizing some of us, Paralyzes them while they concentrate on the water, The volume crashing down on them like a giant wall.
They look frenetically around them, searching for help, But no one can support them right now. Everyone is busy looking for one’s own resources. The view from the top of the wave is breathtaking, Water and light in motion, a thousand undulating facets.
