The first white waves come nuzzling
At his feet. Children, playing in the sand,
Watch as the water line is sucked
Farther and farther out. The mothers
And the fathers, with blankets tucked
Under them, and legs stretched out,
Sleep. When he opens his mouth,
To call a warning, nothing comes out.
The sky has taken on that intense blue
Such as only happens when the earth
Stops turning and the one true
Thing that can be said is, “Time
Has stood still.” In that moment
Every sound ceases except the chime
From the boat that’s been drifting
Off shore, with no captain and no crew.
The wave is larger than he’s ever seen.
He runs faster than he thought possible.