Staring deep into the ocean blue,
it is awesome power, that is true.
It makes me small, in such a good way.
Such peace and power. Beautiful day.
I’d sail away to an unknown land,
and grasp its foreign soil in my hand.
Immerse myself in sights new to me.
In my sturdy boat, crossing the sea.
Then off to another land I’d go.
Till there was no land I did not know.
After I’d come home, sit on the shore,
and stare at the sea forevermore.
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