The Storms Lament

No one can see me
I feel as nothing,
Screaming to be heard
My voice is a howling wind,
I cry for there is no
Answer, my tears disterb
The water below and i fill
With darkness, in my hatered
I lash out in blasts of
Light and anger, followed
By a wail of lonely pain,
I spin and turn in hopes
Of being seen, I sit in
Silence ashamed for
what I have done and
Stay still through the
Morn afraid to be seen

( this poem was inspired by the thought that a storm may have feelings,
it later inspired the ship that Sabriela now uses on her over sea travels.)