Feather in the Wind

Feather in the wind
The waves cresting and the waves crashing
White foam, light as a birds lilting tune
A trickle washing over the sand
Roaring, rushing, crumbling, crashing
Deep blue waves racing over your closed eyes
Still as a feather in the wind
A low grumble of the earth far below
Dazily drenched, rolling and rocking in raging waves
Hidden beneath water with the wrath of a thousand suns
As the waves crest and the waves crash

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I used a different form of figurative language in each line to challenge myself.