emergence versus immersion,
(as if surf exemplified).
the swoon of the wave rising up
or the crash of the wave falling back.
the wave, when put to its own efforts,
peaks and then decisively leaps.
whereby the fall back is shapely,
invitingly curvaceousness
and in some cases, an elegant reentry,
while the rise-up has mood
and is long-carried
possibly up from deeply stirred.
for there is turmoil below the surface
before a clear face is shown.
long before a mouth appears to open,
there is momentous intent,
way before the cry-out appears.
maybe there is a moody song
being intensely hummed
yet as wide lipped appears,
the chorus is then open mouth sung.
if ocean surface is melody
then surely the chorus is available to hum-ride.
I sense emergence with my eyes,
even from a distance,
as they look out.
but I would be lying to myself
not to live for the possibility
of riding out that immersion myself
in the hallows of tall wave coverage of me sung,
initially softly arching over me.
for the swiftness of this soothing serenade
pleases, as chorus sung, again upon again . . .
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