The Elegance of a Wave

What causes the waves to destroy themselves and dismember as they touch the sea shore?
Is it the commonality of the reality that in actuality... the waves are temporary?

Do the waves know that as they grow and gather strength and come together as one, this consequential decision of unity is in fact the peak of its cycle?

For all admirers look at the allure, the elegance, and the fairness of the wave and then turn their backs as they begin to see the downfall of beauty play out in front of their eyes.  They do not reach out and try to save the way because it is simply how nature works.

The collective unit of the wave can be seen at its highest motion and then; parts of the waves are ready go down and settle while others want to remain the pride in people's eyes and mind.

As parts of the wave descend, it begins to think that it has reached its peak after being viewed for a short moment in time and is satisfied and comfortable with the limited limelight and is ready to go back and return to the shallow waters and back into being its own lone collection of hydrogen and oxygen atoms until it is time to either leach and latch on to another wave's rise or evaporate until then air and forever be forgotten.

The current in the wave's rise sees it's brothers separating and tearing the wave apart and tries to lift ] and carry the dying half with it's might and forces all it's will and strength to remain together as one and retain it's beauty for the current knows the power it has if they can just stay together but the effort only causes a surf that allows society to ride and use the efforts of the wave for entertainment and purpose that benefits the sole person: a parasitic relationship no one questions in nature.

Like crabs in the buckets the bottom of the wave, filled with its hidden harmful and deceitful ways that lays rest right under it covering and allusion of care, peace, and serenity, begins to slowly drag down the peak for they believe that peak is trying to change itself and be as beautiful as the sky rather than seeing that the peak is only trying to prove that the wave is more beautiful than any other of God's creation.  The peak knows that without without the sky nothing shall ever be as more majestic as an ocean wave.

Then poof, the wave is disintegrated just before it's potential could ever be reach and as soon as it touches the surface. For the grace and the beauty and the strength and the power that once was the wave has been disregarded and changed and is only viewed as the shallow water that lays by the sea shore hoping and gasping to be noticed and loved.

What causes the waves to destroy themselves and dismember as they touch the shore?

This is the same question I ask when I see Black American Society dying in front of me as I stand by my door.

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