What Ocean

What Ocean Oceans rise because they have to leave now What goes up stays up as a matter of science This planet soon will be all consumed in dryness Giant columns of water are in a rage to go They look normal crashing on the shore and rocks A force stronger than nature lifts them up and through Seas once crept up to claim the shore Their world became defined in liquid blue Clinging to rocks, sweeping the sands Taking time to reclaim the land After all, oceans occupied most of the world Filled in what ground could not But when they rise above the buildings and the mountains Soon, life as we know it, must disappear Something must be up for all oceans to simply go nowhere It takes only seconds for waves to become air born Taking lakes, rivers, rains, leaving landscapes torn Billions upon billions of gallons rise higher than known tides Every drop of water on the Earth absorbed into the void Exits through the atmosphere, to another place More than the liquid blue it is, what we are used to, is through Our lives and meanings are being torn in two The blue marble has turned from blue to brown Earth is one big desert now alone among the rocks With not one drop of water left Land does not understand or care what happened here As it takes shape to redefine Surface world fills in with solids, objects and moving things of beauty Temporary things like trees and flowers shining about the obscene matter Water is no longer there to fill their needs and soon they perish Rocks, hills and mountains reveal the cracks and show so vivid now Displace oceans at a time, over time, rising to reclaim their own Molten lava will burn and etch Air and wind have always been there too Seas rolled out into the black of outer space No one has a clue but wonder why Only waves and water rise to the occasion of existence Laws of science and nature fade away Fly out there with no resistance with oceans bold against the cold unknown Everything else is fictitious driven by nothing but surprise at what is missing Mountains held back a flood of tears one time There is nothing left to mourn for, after seas demise Impossible to shout or cry with no oceans wet But who can forget the rolling foaming mammoths Seas even took the last rain drops with them when they left It is all too deep and blue to fathom We wish them well and happy splashdowns on other planets