High on Waves

What is the source
and where does it end?
What is this journey
and where is my path?
Constantly moving
unceasingly yearning
wondering, wandering
watching and searching.

The dawn brightens slowly.
The road lies before me.
I cannot look back
for the sun draws me forward.
My feet walk despite me.
Time has no bearing
and the light is ever increasing.

Thoughts of the past
and hopes for the future
fade in the distance
but the centre shines brightly.
As the waves rise higher
there is no sense of feeling
just an awareness of now
and the stillness of being.