The Whispers of the Waves...

I find something irresistable about the water... To be honest I'm not quite sure why... Perhaps it can't quite be explained... Sometimes it's as if each wave calls out to me... Whispers my name... Reaches out to me... Wants me to come and touch it... Dip my toes in... Put my feet in... One step at a time... Let my fingers try to touch the tops of its waves... It wants me to jump in... Knee deep in it's power... Not to overpower me... I'm not sure what it craves... But I know that's not it... Perhaps it wants me carry to me... To that far off spot... Along the horizon... That I would love to reach... And it knows it has the ability to help me reach it... Or it could be that the water just wants my touch... As much as I want to touch it... To feel the softness of it's touch... The sweetness of it's embrace... To smell the scent that it leaves behind on my skin... Hear the tenderness of it's voice as it whispers in my ears... As it calls for me... Asking for me touch it and allow it to caress and embrace me... Each day it's whispers become clearer... More distinct... Asking me to jump into it's wide blue seas... It's arms outstretched...