The wave stretches its instant body
Apart from the eternal sea.
Swung and shaped apart,
Reflecting, “This shape I am,”
The wave mirrors its own image
Arresting the falling crest.
Brief vision of completion,
Haughty will, watery wing,
Spread against space-
But not for flight.
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