Reflections from the Deck

Although it may seem mighty, great, and grand
The sun can only move the thermostat.
The ocean makes the very mountains flat,
Reducing them to naught but mud and sand.
When sitting on the deck and gazing out,
The dawn of night out here instills no pain
Because when the sun sets the sea remains,
Providing comfort and relieving doubt.
And my reflections have led me to see:
To fall into the fire is no shame,
For when you burn you rise above the flame,
Permitting you a great view of the sea.
Escaping the small fire is quite nice
Because it's put out quick with deep blue ice.