Every wave seems to make it a point to let me know how powerless I am to stop it.

 

But this doesn’t bother me.

 

I go over or under their power without any fear.

 

I don’t sit still easily. I prefer motion to rest.

 

And I must like to worry –

 

Because I do it all the time.

 

I have a relentlessness to me

that is endearing if I am solving your problem

 

And irritating if I am trying to get you to answer my question.

 

The ocean keeps me quiet by forcing me to hold my breath.

 

I have been taught by some that

A man should know if limitations

 

And told by others

“I am large, I contain multitudes.”

 

You sit wherever you please. I don’t have any advice today.