How misleading are the ocean waters.
In one instance it’s our muse, the next it’s our destruction.
What great dishonor have we bestowed upon the universe that the innocent are suffering the wrath of the marriage of wind and warm ocean waters?
Their union grows fiercely aggressive, with the intent of delivering an unprecedented message.
We call out to the universe begging for mercy but our voices fade away much like dandelions in the wind on warm spring day.
The single eye of the union focuses on its prey as it whips from one location to the next.
They simultaneously spreads their wandering albatross like wings in a sweeping motion swatting away civilization like ants daring man to grab Poseidon’s Trident from their grip.
One can only hope that a greater hand reaches down and finds favour, for many of us are with clean hands and pure hearts, to separate this destructive union.
Or maybe the marriage of wind and warm ocean waters will grow weary, release the Trident and free us from its grasp.
Only upon the dissolution of this union will we be able to give thanks for whomever and whatever was spared, offer home goings for those who were sacrificed unknowingly for what we hope is for a greater purpose and rebuild with renewed spirit.
Hurricanes September 2017
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