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Still Waters Turn with the Tide
Beneath the tranquil surface, secrets hide,
Water still like a mirror, calm and wide.
Yet deep below, a tempest starts to form,
A storm is brewing, nature's wild alarm.
Waves undulating, with a rhythmic dance,
Whispers of the wind, a wild romance.
The peaceful facade begins to fade,
As turmoil stirs, in the watery shade.
Nature's power, in every ebb and flow,
A symphony of chaos, in the undertow.
Water still like a mirror, yet untamed,
Remember beauty and fury can be the same.
Copyright ©
Sara Kendrick
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