
A Small Wave A small wave rises, gathers strength, combines with others, becomes stronger, becomes one, rolls to shore, gains speed, turns to white and breaks, at last. It spreads, exhausted, on the waiting sands, pauses, for a while, is drawn down, seeps below, turns back until it finds the tide. Gathers again, becomes a small wave…rising. Derek Ross
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Wonderful writing. Thanks, Derek, for sharing.
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You’ve captured those small waves perfectly!
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Lovely, Derek.
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Perfect pair, lovely.
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