When the Ocean comes to play...

The moon & the sun
will have their fun
but run away!
When the Ocean comes to play

The wind may sigh
The clouds may cry
Will no one stay?
When the Ocean comes to play

From the angry deep
The detritus weeps
To recall the day
When the Ocean came to play

Mother, daughter
Brother, father
Have washed away
When the Ocean came to play

Where the waters do keep
souls forever asleep
Those who wanted to stay
When the Ocean came to play

But the moon & the sun
have had their fun
Not even they stay
When the Ocean comes to play

You might not see it.
They might not see it.
But I swear I see it.
You are beautiful.
One day, I pray, you'll understand.


To no one in particular,
~M


P.S. I'm getting into writing again. It feels so wrong, yet so right at the same time.
Wish me luck.