Tides shifting in a blossom of cascades,
A storm brews in the depths of the ocean.
The flurries rage on the tip of your tongue,
Words so potent even Poseidon waives,
The ship sails on unscathed by the torment.
Past the horizon a shimmer of hope,
The angels sing at the edge of the world,
For only the strong willed have reached this land,
A final adventure for those who