Looking from on high,

across the serene sea,

the wind lifting white plumes,

along the glassy surface.

Sun shining bright,

reflecting off the waters.

The peacefulness of the scene,

as small boats ply along,

with nets trailing seeking,

that which lives under.

Along the edges, blue melds,

as one piece, earth and sky,

creation in harmony.

We live above looking down, 

as we hear the cracking shots.

The harmony of creation,

marred by humanity’s folly,

the sky turns brown,

as fires burn along ridges.

The serenity of the sea,

a dream we seek for the heart.

To be at peace, within its bosom

as we hide within concrete.


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