This will be the first poem of mine posted here, at YWS:
Her tears of ice
Raining down upon the tide
As midnight falls
The depths of the ocean grow oh so wide
And yet they sleep
Knowledge indiscrete as the cold winds blow
The glares of all
Slowly seeping into the never-ending flow
Will ever the time come
Shall one rise and light up the deep
To find a way
And cradle the tears of those who weep
