Mysterious But Beautiful

This poem is about 

The most beautiful sea in the world.

Which we always see before our own eyes.

It's not made up of direct water or ice.

Indirectly it presents the both

It's more clearer while growing.

Nature's most 

Ugly but beautiful ghost.

You could see it

While seeing the sun and moonlit.

I guess you guess this.

If not? Then I'll tell you what it is?

It's not water, it's not even trees

It's only a flowing breeze.

"The sky" is that thing

Which was I talking.

It makes the scene

You must be seen.

It's was mysterious in every angle

So it's mysterious and beautiful.