A malevolent cloud wrestled the sky, merged with it
Now a looming black denizen over the vast sea.
The cloud challenged the sea’s omnipotence
and asked of it,
“Who is greater, now? You or me?”
The sky knew the answer,
but still wanted to be told.
The sea was strangled, choked with silence.
The sky cast his shadow even wider over her, controlling her,
Mutating her waters, and turning her rolling waves thick, and dark, and dense as ink.
The sun, anchored far above, witnessed the sky’s malice.
She watched as he continued to enshroud the sea
with his prowess, blanketing her with his enormity.
The sun stood idly by no more, she edged, and elbowed her way,
into the sky, and consumed him, swallowing him whole, with her hopeful rays,
And the sea resurrected her spirit within her mighty tidal waves.