I would not have believed that any wave could rise so high.

"What makes the waves rise when we have no wind?"

The wave rose slowly between us while my father stared at me.

A new wave of protest rose in the room, but I cut it off.

Waves rose an bit away the sand beneath his feet.

Oh, and how the waves rose higher all about him as if an invisible storm had come up.

From the soft sand waves rose a dark island of rock.

But after a wave of public anger rose he quickly reversed course.

But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean.

As she studied the person's face and body, a wave of astonishment rose within her.