My Poems

They came as three

Sea, Death and Sky is closely knit together.
That is why they are brothers.
Poseidon, Hades and Zeus all are as one.
If respected great beauty can be seen.
A lazy sea and a gentle breeze and numbers of death does not exist.
But if disrespected, great horror will come.
Sea that towers over mountains high. Winds are stronger than a thousand men.
And the number of death bigger then I dare count.
But I also believe something once said: Everything comes in pairs.
Light and Darkness, Yin and Yang, Love and Hate, Pleasure and Pain.
But they came as three, they came as one.
They came as men, but rule among gods.
I may not know who they are, but what I know is this:
Sea, death and sky can never be apart.