walking across the atlantic

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.

- Billy Collins

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