Calm.
the sea is never
treacherous.
it is
without a doubt,
a treasure to behold.
its secrets are not
for all to see.
it lies beyond the sunlight’s touch, with the truth not
appearing as something atrocious.
the crystalline horizon would never be
a sight one should miss.
the way the water gleams as it roars is truly
a magnificent view.
how its waves come to crash on the shore is never
violent.
it is absolutely
tranquil.
peaceful.
serene.
never would it be
drowning you in its incumbent lies,
luring you in so it can begin
deceiving you,
with a beckoning tone
like that of an enchanting siren.
its presence is
as devilishly captivating as you’d believe.
it uses its hypnotic voice to be
the epitome of riveting beauty.
it is not
dangerous.
violent.
clamorous.
the waters are naturally
generous enough to share what it has.
it is not
like a wallowing mermaid,
for it is
giving
more than it is
taking
because the true nature of the sea is
kind.
never would it be perceived as
abhorrently selfish.
it is always
gentle.
the sea is never
Chaotic. F ABIGAIL M. ADRIATICO
Editor’s Note: This piece is written as a reverse poetry.
