A 7-stanza haiku

The great waves’ expanse

engulfs all who are around:

islands, ships, rocks, people.

No matter how much

tons afloat, it will bring more.

Sinking or sunken.

Yet unless the sky

brings numerous warnings forth;

its grandeur doth shine.

Do not trust in blue:

underneath, it’s always night,

with creatures all ‘round.

The watery depths,

they do hide all. Creatures with

teeth of size unheard. 

Despite the warnings 

all put forth, it does not mean

it’s all horrible. 

Tons of sailors in

time and time again have proved

it’s conquerable.