Fire and Foam

I saw the waves on fire today.
White hot flashes of glory.

Ocean blue, first swelling, now foaming.
Always in a tug-of-war between moon and shores.
Who can measure you? Who can tame you?
Who can know your creatures and your depths?

Morning sun, light untouchable.
Light to walk by, light to see, light to form our food.
Without you, there’d be no color.
Sometimes you burn the living down to a shrivel.

Two mysteries dance together,
And I am undone.
A glimpse into the greater, truer reality.
A peek at holiness.

I want to see.