Have you ever directed your attention to the sea?
How unassuming she seems to be!
Gently she laps back and forth,
Unimaginable is her depth!
She seems to have been angered,
Some invisible force has caused her, fury!
She rages, unwilling, unable to be quietened,
Then, just as suddenly, Silence!
I would liken us, too, that sea.
For we are inconsistent, just like she,
Prone to sudden actions.
Long spells of calm appreciation,
Under the surface reside, rage and fire.
Till something, we know not what,
Sparks that fire under the surface.
Then we rage for a time, unchecked!
Then rest peacefully, the rage, momentarily quietened.
We are unassuming, just as she.
No one on face value would guess our fury.
A mask of deceit we wear, just as confidently as she.
A mask of unchecked power!