stone heart thumping like volcanoes on an island where no wind has touched Nearly awash, as I looked back not an echo, hardly any swell mirror mirror on the ocean, show it clearly... how was I so off...? Should’ve talked more, been there, reached out (and) not wait to be reached, not let it all fall through, missed less - missed more earlier... When all you see is all there is Then you ask Could I cast a long wave like Hiroo Onoda I long to wake from this moment all of it now so unneeded all so thoughtless; also seamless overlooked that steady build up, closeout wave that towered over All I see and all there was Will I know, will I ever learn? on the ripples of those who came before, I rose mom if it’s a lull, you need to know that I am aware how you carved a long wave like Hiroo Onoda I long to wake honour those back on my own wake like Hiroo Onoda