ebb and flow

the ebb and flow of life is so beautiful.. 
of love, of feelings, of bodies, birth and death.
fullness and leanness, companionship and aloneness, joy and sorrow. 
nothing is static, nor should it be. 
just as the waves kiss the shore, over and over and over, so is the splendor of the dance of life. 
in these moments i really understand there is nothing to attain; there is only excitement, and being-ness, and deep breaths, and love.