Without ceasing

During my recent two night stay at the beach I wrote about the timelessness of the waves.  They never cease, day and night, day after day.  Without ceasing they continue to roll onto the sandy beaches following the predictable schedule of the high and low tides.  You would never arrive at the beach and see a sign that says,

" The ocean will be drained on xx date and will remain closed until xx date so that it can undergo annual cleaning and routine maintenance.  Normal ocean activity will resume on xx date.  We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause." 

Both mornings I was there I watched the sunrise.  I did not plan to wake up that early both mornings, but I just did.  I had seen on the news the night before that sunrise was at a certain time and when I woke up just a little before that time I knew I had to get up, grab a cup of coffee and get out to watch the sunrise.



Neither sunrise was spectacular, but the changing interaction of the sun, the clouds, and the reflection on the water was mesmerizing.  Just like the waves, the sun's rising is a constant, predictable event.  So is the sunset.  It always happens just when it is supposed to, without fail.







Today is the last day of May 2015; tomorrow will be the first day of June.  Where does time go, we ask ourselves.  It is another one of those things that never ceases, it just continues day after day, season after season.  We have no control over the waves of the ocean, it doesn't close down for maintenance like public swimming pools.  We have no control over the sunrises and sunsets, they will happen and cannot be re-arranged or delayed.  So it is with time.  We can try to manage it, we can try to organize it, but in the end the seconds just keep ticking steadily away like the waves of the ocean and the rising of the sun.  Without ceasing.