Transformation

Wave claps o’er wave

breaks upon scattered harshness
shattered by patterned crashes,
smashing cool upon scorched sand.

Breaking— breath-taking

conch shell and oyster rainbow
whirl, swirl amidst graceful legs:
dismembered remembrances

collide in sliding

tangled dances in and out
of the rushing liquid sheets
dashing to embrace debris,

soothing dissonance

with His tumultuous hand,
palm on palm of fevered cheek
to douse… souse the parched expanse.

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