Sitting beside the sea,

I count the ripples

coming towards the shore.



When I begin counting

a ripple comes rushing

and disturbs my counting.



The process goes on

I heard the hiatus is love

between the ripples and counting.



You merge and become wave,

despite failure, I'll continue,

Perhaps one day, you'll have no sway.

Sudam Panigrahi

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wave-and-shores/