A shore that can never be reached

I paddle relentlessly.

The shore wants me. I want the shore.
But it never happens.

Sometimes its an unexpected tide.
Sometimes its a strange creature.

The shore wants me so much, it appears
strangely in my path. The moment I see
the shore, I forget about my journey and
turn towards it. Never did I make it. Never
did the shore succeed.

The shore always wanted to embrace me,
but it had its own problems.

I always wanted to reach the shore,
but I had my own problems.

Everytime I try to forget the shore and
set on a new course I end up paddling towards
it, again.

Neither I nor the shore made it so far.

But, the shore still believes in miracles.

So, do I.