In Search of Some Relief
Lightning strikes overhead.
A large white hand,
Seizing the night sky.
Rain cascades down upon the relentless ocean.
A tiny black figure surfaces,
Thrashes in the surf.
It clings to a leaf,
Its only shelter from the hungry waves.
Panting and struggling to hang on,
Pulls itself onto its newly found raft.
The thunder overhead is deafening,
Drowning the ant is a sea of noise,
Rather than the hungry waves below.
Assaulted from all sides,
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