Waves

Poseidon’s minions come to shore

In raging storms that shake earth’s core

Enfold ships and swathe men in watery ropes

Aiming to destroy and shatter our hopes.

But when they reach the lip of land

They see what we built

The sight of the buildings rising higher and higher

It brings them guilt

And they break,

Break on the rocks that guard the shore.

Immortal beings-they cannot die

Even if the seagulls cry

But they break into salt and sea wind

Waves that swirl to shore.