Seaside Poem by Nate Peligeiro

Why in the company of others am I more alone than if I had no one at all?
Lonely Boy asked Whispering Wind.
Why is it so hard to find someone who understands?
Lonely Boy, puzzled, kept riding.
He came down from the mountain.
He emerged from the forest and searched over many a terrain.
Over the plains he marveled at the big sky.
In the desert he was impressed at the tenacity of life.
Over mountains he rode.
He learned kinship with the living things.
When he arrived at the coast and back among his kind he wasn't the same.
For the first time in his life he truly sought the company of others.
He liked his new life as a fisherman and enjoyed diversion by the sea.
He spent many hours in the surf,
and the women there were easy to love.
Before it was so difficult to find someone,
now his only problem was having to choose.
It's not something he worried about though.
He took hints from the sea.
Some days calm, others dangerous,
and everyday dynamic and a mystery.
Stress no longer taunted.
He learned the cycles.
Loving many, one day One just stood above the rest.
He still noticed others as they neared
but only truly had eyes for Her.
Some big Something conspired to prove his preconceptions false,
as his sentiments this time were reciprocated.
They found a place together and didn't want to be apart.
People said he could no longer be called Lonely Boy,
and his new family called him by a new name.
From then on he was known as White Teeth,
and his smile was an ever-present fixture.