That can exist
Pretends to be calm at the surface
But within its depths lies the endless void of space
Of emptiness and silence
Of darkness and fear
At times will strike its formidable rage
Of violence and ruthlessness
That will bring destruction and chaos
But at times will make you wonder
Make you think and ponder
For extremely important or senseless reasons
Its vastness will awe you yet it will leave a great arrays of confusions,
of bewilderment
of emotions
melancholy, sadness and grief
It's not called azul for nothing,
a very badass
azul
