Cascading crescendo against weakened hull
Storm clouds dictating a sonnet so dull
Lifeless and drifting along natures trail
Swirling dark fathoms a feeling so frail
Man mastered the oceans and conquered the skies!
Yet nature’s the master, in brutal disguise
Eyes shut tight, no thought at all
Clinging to hope no matter how small
Even the birds, those masters of flight
Powerless to stop nature’s cruel plight
After the storm cometh the calm
Unknown position, but safe from harm
Peering out to observe all that’s been
Elements wrath I have now seen
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