Waving at the beach, lapping at shore Cannot Contain it self any more.
Thunderous bolts fly overhead Pretty display but don't be mislead.
Sky opens up, Down falls heavy rain.There seems no hope for calmness again.
And in the middle a ship does fall, pulling down captain shipmates and all.
Word left unspoken by ones that have died slowly are said by the unruly tide.
The piers on the edge once, tall, strong and high - down on the bottom silently lie.
As the sea lies down, stable and flat, great clouds arrive where waves once sat.
Oceans hold beauty that's captures its prey, still by night, yet roaring by day.
Some say they rule it.Some disagree. But one thing's for sure-the sea's captured me.
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