Fickle and wild, embittered for months,
The Sea, she returns all her debts all at once.
Grey for a day, or two it may seem,
The water, it glows now with opals that gleam.
Dolphins and birds, leviathan tails,
Anchovies run from lunge feeding whales.
Though soon we may yield to oncoming fronts,
Fear Not, The Sea pays all her debts all at once.
-Naturalist Isaiah
