Can be only the Abyss
raging
whitened
stalled
beneath
the desperately
sloping incline
of it's own wing
through an
advance
falling back
from ill to take flight
and veiling the gushers
restraining
the surges
gathered
far
within
the shadow buried
deep by that
alternative sail
almost matching
its yawning depth
to the wingspan like a
hull
of a vessel
rocked from
side
to
side