Dark shifts to light as the sun crosses the surface;
A bright, crystal lake welcomes all to plunge and play;
As children leery of monsters at night, they embrace the safety of the day.
Tranquil seas, glass-like rivers;
The ocean, too, bright and blue, invites them in to watch below,
And they believe that if they see, they then know.
Shadows crawl along the crimson tide,
As clouds float amid the dimming sky,
Fear asks them to wonder, why?
What’s below the blackening blue?
Will the purple murkiness sweep them away,
Compelling them to return another day?
How quickly light turns to night,
And fantastical visions burn their thoughts;
They imagine dangers of what they cannot see,
Propelling them to accept the doubts.
Though aware darkness of night belies light of day,
And with all they’ve learned about the sea,
They wonder what cannot be.
For all those who only skim the surface,
For fear what lies below the black will harm and scar,
The fallacy will fester and bring them down,
To swirling eddies where they’ll drown.