Quotes About Waves

There is no place like the beach... where the land meets the sea and the sea meats the sky

At dawn the waves looked like mountain ranges tipped with gold as sunbeams slanted low under burgundy clouds.

Tidal waves surge forward, And in their wake, Stale water is replenished.(Haiku from Chapter Thirty, SHADOWWATER)

Let your heart become so saturated with love that you are able to ride the waves of change with equipoise, and find new meaning in everything that happens.

Rest in natural great peace, this exhausted mind, beaten helpless by karma and neurotic thought, like the relentless fury of the pounding waves in the infinite ocean of samsara.

When the waves of love, extinguish the fire of resentment, then the dawn of peace on earth will begin.

I am the waves of the ocean, and I am always in love with the floating white clouds. I sing along with the wind and dance along with your thoughts and imaginations.

Let us be the waves of infinite love to be infinite in this finite ocean of life.

The smell of the ocean, southern breeze, blue sky, and the gentle sound of dancing waves make me sing the song of love.

In the center of my being, I am floating with the waves of time in the ocean of light.

Life is such a journey on a sea of constant waves and splashing desires.

Let the waves of ocean teach you how to love and dance.

To vanish with the infinite, I am floating with the waves of change in the ocean of time.

Silently sit on the beach, close your eyes, now see the flowing blue sky, feel the dance of waves, and hear the whispering love song of the southern breeze.

Let us be the waves of love and let it wash the universe.

When you are so insignificant your choices don't really matter, the waves you create are like grain of sand landing in the ocean.

Waves of positivity and possibilities send tiny ripples of hope to wash away the walls of negativity.

Let your soul be washed by the waves of love to feel the joy of life.

Listen to the whisper of the ocean. See the beauty of her crystal blue eyes. Enjoy the hug of her warm, joyful and dancing beauty. Feel her deep driving desire in her waves.

But where, after all, would be the poetry of the sea were there no wild waves?

The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.

The body of poetry is nothing but energy, waves, rhythm.

What is more beautiful than a sea of water with a number of white-winged boats skirting its surface? Poetry and beauty contesting with the wind and the waves!

If my life were a fragrance, it would smell like the sea.