Crumbling rock, you eat it for breakfast
You angry tide, you're never tired
You globetrotting currents, you adaptor
You creator, you destroyer
Your monumental momentum
You endless cycle.
We must be born from you; we must be of you
Your weapon- liquid bricks
Your victim- solid things
You vast mass of undiscovered
You plank stripper, soul ripper, treasure sinker
Your face is a desert
Below you are what we are on land
You sunlight sister, moonlight brother
You chameleon, you rely on sky for colour
You deceiver, you two faced unreadable sheet
Glistening kilometers deep.
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