{Generation Overtaken}

Rises

fuller, higher.

Add more, leave more behind.

Towering above us

The ground below rises up

to meet

the crest-

farther,

gaining momentum.

Whoosh, growing louder

sucking in the surface before

peaking, soaring

callig out-

‘Here I stand, here I stride forwards-

make room, stand clear.’

And then-

Crescendo

overflow

collision of materials

one penetrating the other; standing full

height, then being

pulled down by the weight of its own

stature.

Excavating every crevice

Swpoosh

and then-

faster than it came

the wave is gone

and the rock stands-

firm,

apperently unchanged

slowly molding to the wave

which has disappeared.