Shock Waves

In the storm of temptation, came revelation,
As in nightmare appears sightly redemption.
Glimmers of hope vision a successful route,
To carry need more than previously thought.

Tossed and turned to make greater of it all,
Within the physical rose masterful to squall.
To appreciate calm touch, much was made,
For sake of learning, what lives weary fade.

Time spent challenging bodies to compete,
Makes sense of a sly vessel born to defeat.
After a course is finally set to sink all trace,
Lasting speculation breeds right to a place.

There, in the spot where memory is always,
Charting of victories gained describes daze.
Lost to a turbulent crest of wave riding high,
Man, and a beast, square up eye to an eye.