Immutability glints in the depths
of the cerulean-deep deluge of seas
The thunderous waves dissolve into foam
and the salty spray blesses the breeze

Yet transience flirts in the shallows
and currents flux wild in the maws
of the rivers and streams that come dancing
down along the bright sun-kissed shores

The fathomless beds are a stygian slate
and the sea froth swirls argent blue
But the whimsical waters will answer
the call of an Aqua mage true.