My Ocean Revised
I live by the ocean,I walk in it's foam filled waves.
I breathe in its flavor each day.
I've been here so long, I can now hear its song
and I could never stray too far away.
So I head for the waves and the answers they hold.
I've been doing this since... I was a young boy...about 5 years old
I sit and I watch,I listen and wait,for to me,my story is told.
My dream of that place far away.
The ocean it seems
has become part of me.
I'm near it, in all of my dreams.
Wherever I rest..or how I invest,
its sounds lets me know what it means.
I've searched many shores,from the grasses and dunes,
to the inlets and up every bay.
But my ocean it seems, the one in my dreams
may just have been stolen today.
I'm left staggered with doubt,all but screamed out,
and struggling to bypass each day.
Though my heart- may beat true,for the one- I once knew.
"Would you use me then push me away?"
I will reposses my ocean,I will walk along my shores,
I still hear it's music playing,inside my bodys core.
You have stole my wounded heart and hyptnotized my mind.
Right up to the brink of failure and the aftermath behind.
I'm looking for my ocean,I know it sat right here.
I'm searching for my ocean,Does anybody care?
This ocean that I own...it's mine and mine alone..
I will not lend it or leave it...
or ever mistreat it...
and to it I am married for life.
RJM 2013
Copyright © Robert Moan Jr | Year Posted 2014
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