The Flow Without End The emanating sun struck her rays of light upon the glassy water, Into airy warmth filtered through, upon the azure sea where snappers lay; The ebb and flow carry out in the ambience of nature’s disarray. Where algae clothed-rocks sheltered prey from predator, So hovered a barracuda against the gentle current, one not to swiftly defy; The green expanses focused at the corner of the silver-scaled tiger’s eye. In the backdrop of the scene a little far beyond, Pelicans perch on mangroves resting evermore, In a void between endless ocean and trailing shore. From above one would look in wonder, having escaped from all life’s hold, Upon a rock, mangroves covered by morning’s veil, Teeming with life, from the barracuda to an outspread, myriad scale. Sofia Vasileva
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