Mouse hides from goshawk,
Fox makes squirrel climb high in tree,
Snake basks on warm rock.
Behold skies darkened from a high hill below,
Winds whipping and clipping and bringing a throw,
There by quiet’s leaving as the spraying surged so,
Down where the beach sands are frenzied and tossed,
Down where the sea birds and coasters are lost,
The mischievous embroiling of the boisterous flossed,
And darkened skies watched from below,
So then behold the battering blow.
Oh behold the tumbling swill,
Waves lashing and smashing and crashing at will,
Down by the rocks where the foamy waters mill,
There where the oceans churn and fling white,
There where the breakers and shoreline do fight,
A grievous turmoiling of tumultuous might,
So watch for the tumbling swill,
And then behold the calm coming still.
by John Patrick Seekamp 2016