The Cycle of Entropy

The sun sets on the sea-
Its rays blinding
But the sea swallows it all,
Unchanging-
Stubborn as a mule,
Even as the stars march on the sea-
It swallows all, unchanging-
Until it too dries
For with no sun, who’ll make the water fly into clouds
To rain down upon the sea-
We are all a harmony,
Protect yourself, yes-
Live to thine own self true-
Fight for a better world too-
But harm the soil,
And you- the strong tree- shall fall too,
For the web of life relies on a single truth
No one is an island in the ocean of entropy.

Author’s Note: Hope you enjoyed the poem. Let us remember to be kind!