The seas do seem to be serene!
The blues are trying hard to limn
a false quietude on the red within.
The Sun or Moon suspect no sin,
the men who sail along the flow
do have no qualms of wild billows.
The seas do seem to be serene.
Inside the usual skirmish
goes on un'bashed, but yet hush-hush
where strikes a shark a smaller fish,
a whale in turn consumes the shark;
some where in deeper waters, sparks
an ocean-fire that's charring lives! !
The seas do seem to be serene!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem