The Ocean

When I die, I’d like to be apart of the ocean.

Peaceful, calm, beautiful.

I’d be that clear blue horizon.

Just waiting to be inhabited.

What greater joy is there than giving life?

I’d be home to countless creatures.

Everyday I would talk to the beach.

I’d cover it and make it feel special.

I know you’d be out there, watching me.

I would wave to you.

If you got to lonely you could come visit me.

Let me embrace you completely.

When you were ready, you could enter my water.

I’d take you under, and you’d become a part of me.