Imaginary Views Of The Ocean

The serenity in the tide
approaching and retreating
in gentle swooshes
I can only imagine
never being in proximity
to the majestic waters
of the Atlantic or the Pacific
my only reference
being the lakes of my youth
and of the present

There is no doubt
that I would revel
in the ocean spray
frothing at the edge
of the speckled land
as it swallows my feet
and clears my head

It has carried me
so many places
having never been cradled
in it's majestic force

Riding with pirates
beckoned by beautiful mermaids
beneath it's surface
embraced by aquatic kingdoms
it flows like magic
and wanes like a mood

Carried by the many revisions
and illustrated quests
I have drowned in the waters
and kissed naked on it's shores

It calls many to dream
of it's constant pulse
slowly in
slowly out

...it breathes

And I've already surrendered.