Way Of Judgement Poem by Alyssa Baker

Though the sea, on top, looks lonely,
The truth lies beneath its glowing water.
Filled with life, it is no longer shy,
As each current flows, it grows more excited,
And waves are brought to crash against the surface.
More joyful people are held in its water,
It grasps the emotions and joins in with waves.
As night falls, it settles, and reflects the moon.
Throughout the night it begins to look lonely again,
Only, underneath, it holds the truth to its happiness.