Nobility by the wave

There's nothing noble about it,

 the fact that I can afford to sit on an ocean front and write to you

 by the ocean side.

 there's nothing noble about how the waves lap and retract

they trail behind a light,

a tremor, a promise

 to begin again tomorrow.

There's nothing noble about disasters

 or storms yet we lend them our energy, borrow from

them the wind that keeps whirling around all of us.