a storm at sea is dangerous.

the wind blows as if it had

             no sympathy.

the sky suddenly darkens-

a slash of lightning crosses

             the sky.

then a sound like a gaint

stamping his foot

             in anger.

a spray of tiny stars would

             come from the waves-

huge blue-grean hands

             with white fingers

rise from the sea.

by, Delia Valentin