POEM - Strange Bedfellows

Aqueous turquoise sea
Clings to wild wetlands
Saving its transparent beauty
As a saline abutment
Virtually void of human invasion
Just coexisting biospheres
Different in function
But mirrored in purpose
Both of them contributing
Vital processes
To the nature industrial complex
Each meeting their quotas
Year after year
Making allowable variances
In production goals
To compensate
For historically fickle
Weather pattern
And each does their thing
Tirelessly
Beautifully
The clear blue Gulf sea
The vibrant green Everglades
Vast and foreboding
In their respective spheres
But they are good neighbors
And chat each day
About the flavor of the wind
And the sound the sun makes
When it flies to close
On those balmy summer days
When lazy is as lazy does
And the swamp just wishes
It could scratch that spot
Where the gators meet
For a thrash and a wallow