A Poem

Clear, sparkling

Rolling onto the pebbles

White foam circling

Pushing and  Pulling

Every direction, flowing
Rough waves churn

A storm is coming
Darkness approaching
Fast, furious

Sadness, pain, horror
Laughter and happiness
Gone forever
Winds blowing to and fro
Anger fills you, breaking you

A far stranded ship
Off the shore of distant lands
Slowly the sky clears
Sunshine peering through
Hope and peace take hold now

j.h.