the sea foam,
crashing and flailing 'gainst the rocks
takes up all space,
fills all air
with static eruption,
bleaching blue water white
how rapturous it sounds!
what symphony floods your ears!
the children from it flee and laugh,
knowing in but a second's time
the braggart's boast fails him,
the crisis subsumes to time,
the panic finds its course:
and all the white static,
and all the trapped air,
settles to calm blue
before it strikes again