I think I know why people love the Ocean
I think it’s because she’s afraid to leave the shore for too long
And she waves with a playful smile
shifting and changing everyday
but she’s always there when you look back

I’m afraid
you’ve become attached to her too

The Ocean makes your chest vibrate like an electric guitar
and you just want to preserve her little waves
and rest in the innocence of her blue eyes
the Ocean
is the salt water streaming down your face
she is the moment of her first breath
her first shaky step
she is the queen of the cul-de-sac
running care-free on concrete
The ocean is unsure where to go
so she lets the moon guide her
She is an infinite coastline of curiosity and questions
But the Ocean
always remains in the landscape she calls home

Maybe
I’m still made of that joyful blue water
but I am not the Ocean anymore
More than anything
I want to be a river
Because rivers always have somewhere to run
and I’m so ready
to pack my memories in my luggage
while I run
and flow
and climb mountains with bare hands
Adventure and opportunity
are like candy to me
so just understand
I cannot sit like salt water forever.

I will always be your infinite coastline of curiosity
and my eyes will always be blue
But I want to see how far I can really run
How unstoppable I can really be
The Ocean might have dreams
but she’s afraid to chase them
The Ocean might be the queen of the shore
But I want to be the queen of mountains
The Ocean is chained to the sand
But rivers can make their own path
So let me flow fast
and free and strong like rivers do
and see where I can end up

There’s no need to hold your breath
or drown under the weight of worry
Just let me run where the rivers run
The water cycle
will be bring me back around eventually.