The Sky Is The Ocean Poem by David Pettus

The Sky Is The Ocean



Sitting inside a rain drop
Are the tides guided by moonlight
They fall all the time
From the clouds up above high
In tranquil dance with the air
Such little drops,
Weaving in whimsical motion
The smallest of worlds to melt in out palms
All collectively a part of something so vast
Who would have thought,
That the sky is the ocean

Monday, April 25, 2016
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