He has never seen the ocean
Though, He fantasized about it often
The crashing of waves so loud
When the final sun sets upon them
The feel a salty warmth caress
But he knows rock and stone best
The dirt…the solid ******* earth
The concrete beneath your feet
Sturdiness you feel inside the street
To mountaintops for as long as the day can be
Tress, grass, and wildlife far apart from ocean or sea
Standing atop the ***** of our mother Earth
Yet pondering the very substance of his birth
As his body craves the love of water
The inward haze when basking in the restorer
A tune to that which cannot be ignore
Seeing the vastness of water never seen before
To feel a autonomous body all flowing as one
And all merely living off the love of the sun