August Strindberg

(22 January 1849 – 14 May 1912 / Stockholm)

We Waves


WE, we waves,
That are rocking the winds
To rest--
Green cradles, we waves!

Wet are we, and salty;
Leap like flames of fire--
Wet flames are we:
Burning, extinguishing;
Cleansing, replenishing;
Bearing, engendering.

We, we waves,
That are rocking the winds
To rest!

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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