I wish I were a sailor
To have lived nowhere but the ocean since the day I was born
To spend every single day of this life marveling
At the supremacy
The enchantment
And the magnificence of the deep
To be mystified by the colors of the sea
To listen to the murmurs of the ocean
Its lashings
Its wails
Its echoes of glee
To chase summers and winters
To stare at the world from an infinitesimal crack
To reach out to the world I used to love
Shrink after
Let it pass me by
To back away
To forget what it was
To idle all-day
To expend hours mumbling shabby poetry and nothing else
To never ask why and never wonder when
To look at people’s faces
Gaze through their eyes
Discern their fairy-tales
And be certain of their nightmares
To bask in this eccentricity without heed of what anyone would utter
To exist for no one
To be mindful of none
To be lulled by the waves
Drift
To be swept away by the winds of the gods
To the land of no austere tomorrows
Devoid of heartrending goodbyes
