Poems have a beautiful way of finding and expressing the telling detail, then placing it in a unique context. When I saw this wave the morning after a storm, I was struck by the roar and the weight – all that sand being lifted and dragged by a powerful force. At the same time, the water was almost dancing, as if with the sheer love of being able to push and carry so much terra firma. I knew I would have to paint it. Details below. Enjoy.