Tides

A cumbersome struggle Between the moon and the sea Pushing and pulling To be set, to be free, To indulge in its own satisfaction To retreat from the shore For the enjoyment of wanderers And lovers for more. A rumble in the earth Send quivers through the air Forcing the ground open With a depth of despair. It unleashes a beast, Triumphant and full of pride, That even the beauty above Cannot control nor even hide. It rises to raze, To torment its holder By directing its wrath At the people asunder. The warm, glistening sea, As they once saw her, Was now a looming monster, A devastation waiting to be unleashed.