How one thing could be so calm but so angry
Rippling softly at all times
Except
When it crashes agains the shore and causes an explosion
How can it be so calm and so angry? How?
Everyday it helps us, helps us survive
But what happens when it helps nature select?
Are we at the hands of this element?
Do we control it or does it control us?
Questions go unanswered, inferred, but unanswered,...