Oceans Above

Black, like a vast void,

But not in its entirety.

Shimmering, like passageways to the heavens,

The mysterious fires that float, supplying the only light.

A sudden, but gentle disturbance,

A behemoth - illuminating the once empty void.

Farewell to the sparkling fires,

But weep not, for they shall return.

Blue.

Overwhelming the heavens, greeting the behemoth.

The behemoth silently roars in a sphere of flame,

Returning the greetings.

The time passes ever so,

All the while, the behemoth burns.

Ever so slowly, the behemoth sinks,

The shimmering beacons appear once again.

Black, like a vast void,

But not in it's entirety.