When I See the Riotous Waves

When I see the riotous waves running up 
the wall to join the celebration of the bursting over
and we wade the cascading stream because he leaps
in frantic supplication,
the temptation is strong to travel with him 
miles across that wooded wetland where the water stands
and teach him to come back to my hand
no matter how glorious the scent.

December 27 2012