I'll let the waves sing to me
until they cease to sound.
An Ocean of experience
I could only learn from, yet
I am subsided.
A stranger on the same Earth.
Land and Sea;
seemingly different plantes, no,
but different dimensions in themselves.
The same biology. Separate existences.
Oceans;
they make up more of our (human) home
than our own (human) ground.
Lest we forget our brother and sister beings
we share this land with.
Are they just as ostracized
from the "stranger", Ocean?
Or
are we (humans) alone in that?
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 5:58 PM UTC
I'll let the waves sing to me
until they cease to sound.
An Ocean of experience
I could only learn from, yet
I am subsided.
A stranger on the same Earth.
Land and Sea;
seemingly different plantes, no,
but different dimensions in themselves.
The same biology. Separate existences.
Oceans;
they make up more of our (human) home
than our own (human) ground.
Lest we forget our brother and sister beings
we share this land with.
Are they just as ostracized
from the "stranger", Ocean?
Or
are we (humans) alone in that?
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