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