The crescent orb was hiding in her mother's womb,
The tranquillized sea not gleaming with silver beams,
No stars shining in the firmament above to follow,
What a night! Looks so gloomy-
Thors and thunder roaring incandescently,
Filches the soul of this universe,
The sea was never so in strife-
Circled by windy Titans,
Galleon of mine tossed-
Flung high, on soaring mountainous waves,
To kiss, the clamorous murky billows,
Plunged to the depths of sea.
A flurry of rain arouse,
The prodigious waves roll in anger,
Lashing against the rugged cliffs-
The rocky palisades boasting high to embrace the raging winds,
Announcing it's eternal love.
A flickering flame-
Illuminating my soul in the shadows,
Emitting a ray of hope.
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