On the Crest of a Wave
I am riding on the crest of a wave -
a gigantic wave that is rushing -
with the power of a titan
over the surface of a gleaming blue sea.
Every day I want to take this ride.
I revel in shimmering with the water -
the mighty and beautiful water of the sea,
but not just on the crest of sea’s waves do I travel.
I also can move simultaneously
upon the crests of waves of oceans, lakes and rivers.
I can mirror them all when I shine down,
for I am the almighty sun.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2023
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