Walking Across The Atlantic – Billy Collins

I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach 

before stepping onto the first wave. 
Soon I am walking across the Atlantic 

thinking about Spain, 

checking for whales, waterspouts. 

I feel the water holding up my shifting weight. 

Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface. 
But for now I try to imagine what 

this must look like to the fish below, 

the bottoms of my feet appearing, disappearing.

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