Salty seas

Cascading moods

Some moments serene

Others rise, stormy brewed

Angry waves

Gathering tides

Timeless, rushing in

Next generation guides

Gloomy clouds

Hiding danger

Ships’ rock-filled graveyard

Guarded by new ranger

Fortunes change

Rescuing peace

Peril uncovered

Lighthouse opens eyepiece

Quiet light

Building up steam

Tranquility flows

Spirit redeems moonbeams

Emotions

Flowing away

Gentleness breathes

Illuminates this day

This poem is inspired by the words of American poet, Martin Buxbaum (1912-1991):  “I have seen the sea when it is steady and wild, when it is quiet and serene; when it is dark and moody.  And in all its moods, I see myself.”