When you hear the word
explosion
you think of bombs
and death
and dying.
Yet, fireworks light up the night
in that very way.
But when you think
of the ocean
you think of the sounds
of waves
and reflections
of sunsets,
not it's power
to consume and engulf.
I guess what I'm
trying to say
is that at times both beautiful
and ugly things
are capable of being
the other.