My Book of Poems

~ The Waters ~

The feel of the water
The rushing, the waves
How it gives new life
And formes new graves.

The blues and silvers
Confusion for grey
The corals and reefs,
Luring their prey.

The fins and flippers,
Movement through tails
A fusion of colors
And rhythm of scales.

The dance of the motions,
A praise to the sky
Asking for downpour
The rivers rise high.

The freedom of movement,
To rage, no control
Beware of the waters,
For they swallow you whole.

- AmazingMozzy