Seahorsesays

SEAHORSESAYS this seahorseSays i love my oceanMore each day i mostly travel by the gentleCurrents watching myCitizens of this great wetWorld swimming like dreams dreams as if above a fisher-thing has cast its net though wetMinds are wetHearts so we move because and why the great OceanMinds are free to forgive those enslaved by air and wind air and wind as fire or lifeSource which by learned wetGeniuses is called blood the non-fin no-gill non-water things which move above ;in all the vastness of my world none are as those mySelf (this poet) as life -- the souls of all things see and have learned to forgive and not hate or grieve but leave no salute but deep regrets to the dry land fools called man :: 02-25-2016 ::