I hurtled like a hound for joy
Through the storm
Of your magnificence—
Wave on crashing, dashing, crested wave,
You hurl yourself against space!
You are positive force,
You might crush me to nothingness;
Yet I revel like a golden super-carp
Flashing pas de poisson
Through flowers of foam.
And I know your ecstatic response,
Exquisite monster,
As I blossom into glittering spray
Above you!
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