wanderings.....

Like the waves of the ocean only with sudden jerking spikes which somehow do not interrupt the ebb and flow..... but oddly enough only add interest to the monotony. The secret is hidden, it is small and quiet and does not cry out to be noticed. It sleeps and wakes without a word of thanks or acknowledgment. It does not have feelings as it jealously races to repeat itself over and over, with tirelessness that cannot be called human. It slows only momentarily waiting for the next breath of fresh air to speed it on.