Lost, lost, lost in the ocean of sameness;
each wave similar but different from the last,
though made of the same forces and elements.
The moon;
the great silver reflector shines light on the foam
and pulls the currents in one but many directions
but not sure which way is the right way.
Choices a plenty;
but no choice forces the water molecules
to come crashing down to the floor of the ocean.
Which Direction do I go?