Surfing A Surface

As currents tread above surface,

the course of a wave is determined.

Onward the surf,

for movement and through action;

creates transition.

The mutable character of the entity is nature.

One moment,

it goes beneath and the next,

way above limits till progression is disrupted.

It feels like the same material at different angles,

has built a dimension.

Four sides,

and corners with deep ends?

Within the next subsequent seconds,

it comes crashing down.

Right at that very moment,

would you pull through or push out?

Are you then,

accepting or resisting?

As the waves calm,

a surface would still be that surface.

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