I am the big mighty old ocean.
Everyone is looking for pearls,
I have in my depths.
But I have a lot to offer,
Besides those pearls.
Infinite water I've is my experience.
And salts my bitter memories.
But I've come to terms with them.
I play music when I am bored.
The sound of the waves crashing at the shore is my melody.
I am good at dancing too.
You can witness my dancing prowess on full moons.
Nobody understands me as well as they think
Quite a many have tried to sail through me,
But only a few did succeed.
These rivers are like my sisters.
When they meet me,
All their problems are mine.
Thunderstorms are when
I make love to my darling sky.
These teeny-tiny stars are my kids,
Who are never too far.
Seeing them grow old is my favourite pastime.
Only they have a clue to find me,
And help get through me.
When you come to visit me,
I will wash your feet.
Come close,
For I am the mighty old ocean.