Power of destruction

Sitting on the edge
Glancing towards the rush of the waters
Watching as the tides crash

Elegantly they break on the cliffs
Englulfing all that was in its way
Leaving the sturdy
But destroying the weak

Theres beauty in its wake
Beauty in its destruction

Behind every catastrophy
Shows a promise of revival

Beating down the gloomy sights
To leave a magnificent  view

The view of the hopefull
The sight of the broken

Gazing at the wonderous waters
Beholding the power of its ways
Diving head on to the dream of being
Of being like the sea.