Idyllically Moribund

Gentle are the waves

Still are the waters

Bright is the blue sky

Several avian fly high

Mentation of her own

From sunup to gloam

Each and every day

Like a placid mundane

Something to adapt

Or disinclined mayhap

Calmness and composure

Such a delusory pleasure

Till a raging storm go by

Only then there she defy

Disclaimer: Image used is for illustration purposes only. Not in any way originally from the author.

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