PACIFIC

Moving like a breeze but with incredible force

From far beneath the surface

She seems to exist as a life source dependant on so little

And yet within lies so many varying lifeforms

Dependant on her oxygen

Lost traveler's have been left to her mercy

Some she has spared, some she has consumed

She moves in currents of warm and cold

Sometimes freezing, sometimes frozen solid

Such a beauty to behold

Some natives revere her like a god to be feared by all

They read her pleasure or displeasure by what she produces

Others simply enjoy her beauty in varying azure shades

As she reflects herself in the sky

She is freckled with islands

Some big, and many so small

She embraces them all like precious jewels

With soul soothing waves that can be heard

From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn

When she is disturbed from deep within

The islands and dwellers thereof

Are slammed with waves of uncontrollable force

Earning her names like Tidal and Tsunami

Some would define that as her way

Of making man pay for the wars they've polluted her with

Others blame it on harmful contributions to her skies

Even still, no amount of shifting blame

May ever fix or remove her dwindling beauty

I'd like to fix my eyes on her again

I'd like to do so from the sky

For she holds within her magnitude

The islands I long to visit again

Where I first entered the world

I'd like to experience her white laced movements

And toe hugging sandy floors

To smell her salty breeze

That gracefully kisses her shores

To be swept away by it

Carry me there

Because that's where I'd like to enjoy her

Cradled in a hammock hanging from a coconut tree

Oh, to be lulled to sleep at night

By the sounds of her soul soothing waves

That can be heard through

The windows of my bahay kubo

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