C - THE URGE

THE URGE

The swelling urge
Crossed its bounds,
Gushed like a wave
And splashed on the bank,
With a soft gentle shake
Rolled gently over
The porous sand bed
That lay calm
And drank every action
Of the sweeping motion.
The wave receded
With a soft sweet motion
Leaving behind
The 'Limpid Radiance'.