Eternal Serenity - Sijo Poetry

One summer, when I was about five years old, I abruptly glanced upon the vast sea with new eyes, ones that saw the water that I used to love so dearly in a petrifying new light.

Under the green jungle crown 

you silently go, 

Shimmers of light pattering 

down onto your soft, worn skin. 

The deep, unconscious current guards

my hopeless human figure from

the continuous plume of silence 

echoing below my floating forearms. 
 

my pure body is tossed in a