Oceanography

What does a little wave know
of the ocean's depth below?
Is it only a passing breeze
disturbs the surface so?

When the sea is always calm
and we have no fear of harm,
its sparkling face is there to please,
its quietness is its charm.

But is there something moving,
too deep for certain proving,
a turbulence that might just seize
the chance of life improving?

And if some turmoil under
the surface tears asunder
that placid and untroubled ease,
then hear the ocean's thunder.

For what if the sea-bed shakes
and the ocean mid-ridge quakes?
Must pulsing lava always freeze
and fail what it undertakes?

New land was the objective,
new sights, a new perspective,
relationships as remedies
against the old invective.

What does a little wave show
of emotion's depth below?
Are we no longer enemies
as the parting breezes blow?

But far too late to save me,
a gesture to enslave me,
in the carpark by the alder trees -
that little wave you gave me !