Surreality

Surreality
Otlanandush(Icelandic/w crush)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

To Get Away

Like life, you hide so much,
Covering multitudes in blue-green liquid.
Your salty attitude, so mysterious.

Sure, you wave at me
Like a friendly roaring giant
But you can be ruthless.

Foaming and expanding your height,
Continuously crashing upon the sand.
Your temper is notorious.

But so is your kindness and beauty.
You let us play upon your rolling back.
A deep blue home to evolving creatures.

You lift ships and provide food,
Then present us with shiny shells
Like payments for disasters.

Your mysterious tides come and go,
Reflecting the heavens on moonlit nights.
Sometimes, I walk beside you, to get away.

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