Serenity

Swirling surf gently abates
Is the calm only surface-deep?
Mirrored moonlight stirs no more…
Serenity.

Depths of volcanic violence roil
Wounded, spent in impotent toil
Below the surface, oceans boil
In frustrated ferocity.

Mirrored moonlight stirs no more…
Serenity.

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