Views of my life
You're doomed, pal, like every wave,
So, enjoy the swell times.
Then with your top turning white
ever more of the life juice slipping away...
the crash inevitable,
well, just fizzle out gracefully,
or go out with a roar,
remembering, it makes little difference,
since it never was about you anyhow, always about the Ocean.
- Y (surfer, hydrotherapist, toymaker, aka Tom Morey)