The Big Blu Sea
I think I will never see,
A poem so warm as the sea.
A sea so angry as a beast,
Against the world's hottest desert.
A sea that looks at God all day,
And opens her moisturized banks to pray.
A sea that may never be full over,
As all waters enter the sea through the river.
A sea that carried the ship of the sailor;
Who gave his shirt to be sown by the tailor.
A sea that stretches it's mouth to the sun,
Later to see a father advising his son.
Fishes that swim in the sea's belly,
Caught in the net of a fisherman's jolly.
Upon whose bosom of the oceanic skies,
Who intimately loves to dine where the heavenly lies.
A sea that made me whole,
But never to dig a hole.
A sea that fought and gave life to none but all,
Still making up with the roaring storm after all.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a sea.
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