Deep ribbons of the ocean current
Flow seamly on its underbelly
The stars in night sky are hung
Like golden bright chandeliars
Giving it a dense breathe of air like a lung

Most would find solace in this calm
Nothing to denotate here nothing to disarm

My arms flutter in every direction
Yet I loose no ground
Invisble eight arm octopus has me tied and bound

Is this what Ive prayed for is this my salvation
Only my past as shadows wing to accompany me
In my new found isolation

If love be the beast in which I need to master
Why does it not come to me faster
How I yearn for a hint of grey cloud
Strike of lighting storm thundering so loud

I yearn just for one single raindrop the ocean
Something cause a stir a ripple of motion
How beautiful mother nature gifts are to bare
Hard to share with only yourself with nooone to compare

Some may think me crazy for wanting to see her fury
Its the passion burning inside core of storm
That harvest the most magificant beauty