Dear weary soul, are you aware
  there are more stars, than grains
    of sand?

Did you know, the places you would go
  the stories told, through the wrinkles
     of your hand?

Though you feel small, you shall rise
   Like Maya, it is no disguise.

  Everyday you wake, you see a new light
    You made it again, you veteran
  You can do this, now fight!

One step,
another step
These stairs of life,
upside down
They walk on me.

The night fades like the flavor
of vanilla ice cream after a taste
of chocolate before the crunch
of hardened cookie mixed with the gush
of cream mixed in a different cream
of which the origin is all nearby

The night is the final last report
of the firework which pounded the sky
of a small town in the middle
of a big land
of people that dream dreams
of putting cookies in ice cream

I am gratitude
I’m here now
to ****** sorrow

See the lights my son

A thousand candles lit on land
Another thousand reflect off the sea

Every spark shares a story

The flames flirt with the darkness
gathering in numbers
they tease the sun to sleep

The stars ready to share their glory

Now your own light.  
Take this city by night

My wife
the ocean

an expanse never ending
beyond my perception

She is molecules upon molecules coaching the life of the sea.

Follow me
to the solidarity of one

She instructs the purpose
And pleasure of life

She spots me above
I am the unknowing passenger

Her plain produces curves
Her tempest whittles my boat

I wrestle the sails
plead for dry land.

She smiles
laughs
invites me to the deep.

Dirt is no home for you
Come be a fish
Meet my soul

No

Maybe

OK

One does not barter with the Sea.