I am the waves

sweeping gracefully across the pond

            tossing the storm swept seas

rolling over the vast ocean

constant like the rising and setting of the sun

pushing with the pull of the moon

I crash upon the rocks during a stormy night

or lap against the lakeshore on a gentle day

I rise to great heights when hit by the force of a quake

or ripple when struck by skimming stones

I tumble over the edges pushed by toy boats in the middle of the tub

I can capsize a handcrafted canoe

            sink a millionaire’s yacht

            or shorn apart a majestic tall ship

My tides cover all in their path and recede to reveal even the tiniest treasures

my sounds can sooth

my strength can drown

my power can be harnessed

I bring excitement to those seeking the thrill

I bring fear to those caught unaware

I bring peace to those seeking solace

I am the waves

Original poem by Laura Lane, First published in the Hamilton Mountain Writers Guild Anthology Volume 3 Arising

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