Awash in Stillness
I have seen the sea in many a guise –
Her raging troughs deep and towering crests high –
And as a paper-smooth sheet without ripple or rise –
In which stillness reigns.
I have seen the sky in all its glory –
Bright blue, filled with fluttering birds in flight –
But also clothed in fog and mist –
Closing in, mimicking the stillness of the night.
I have seen the island stand alone –
Sentinel amid the wash-
In defiance of both wind and wave –
Unmoved in its silent stillness.
PIC AND A WORD CHALLENGE #167: Stillness