Water

A poem about the beautiful ocean

The aquatic begins to speak to me, as the waves began crashing with fear

Pools of sorrow now fill up my eyes, and mother earth is releasing her tears

As trash fills our seas, I am feeling an emotion, a sadness the color of blue

Ignoring the problem, for it to only go away, nothing could be more untrue

The ocean spray is a sound to remind us, nature's beauty is resting in our hands

To rescue and nurture is only one's job, but there seems to be a great demand

The animals pain we know it is real, but still setting it up we see ourselves fail

The spirit of water lives within all of us, at the sound of the weeping of whales

The cry of the dolphins  will tell me a story, will we listen before it's too late?

We need to treasure this beautiful planet, to let go of the hurt and the hate

All of the droplets, releasing forgiveness, a cosmic rinse of what has been seen

If only we purified every single action, washed away we could all be made clean

There's a mermaid inside me, voicing her music, and I feel and know we belong

In a world soaked in hope, renewal and peace, embracing the deep ocean's song