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Wave

The sea was calm.

I was no more than an idea

Lurking in the mind of the wind

Which licked and hissed, cajoled,

Until, out of the mass of water

I started to evolve.

Gradually, without any effort on my part,

I came into being, growing even stronger.

The coast could not endure my might;

Rocks and matter smashed as I broke on them

Rolling all before me

Knwing nothing

Had my strength,

Until

On that same instant

I was gone -

A back draft and a trail of bubbles

All that for a second seemed to hang

Before the waters hid me and

The sea was calm.

Dr Brian Hick summer 2011

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