The moon is my home

But when the vastness of the ocean

Resides inside your heart,

It's hard to hide from the moon.

But it's harder

than you pretend. So well. 

In the ocean you're never alone, never asleep.

The ocean itself, is sleep

The sea, a dream. 

Though you think

You reach for the sky,

For the stars, for the moon.

It is instead the sea.

Where too late, you find yourself.

Among the glittering reflection

Of a dream,

Of a rest, of a sleep

A home,

I must create.

Upon the surface

Of the sea.