Waves
Turquoise waves break into
the small craft.
Tossing it mercilessly
in the treacherous waters.
Pulling and pushing at its seams,
Till the breaking point.
The little ship shouldn’t have set sail,
For such unknown waters.
No captain at the helm,
The voyage was doomed from the start.
All a once the sea calmed,
And the clouds dissipated
To show the moon and the stars
As bright beacons
To guide the ship back to port.