Something in the wave

It was this summer, I was on the shore, looking at a huge rock that was dominating the little space of sea surrounding it. A wave, a little wave was coming toward the cliff. It was a moment, I took this picture. And I asked myself : “How can a wave face a rock so impressive?”. But the answer was already there. It doesn’t matter how small the wave was, it tried to go against the rock, it shattered, maybe it had some possibility of doing something worth, and it did, it gave a spectacular sight. But what if the wave hadn’t hit the cliff? What do you think? I loved the “courage” of that wave, besides, “If you never try you’ll never know…”