October 21, 2012

I sometimes wonder,

If the ocean ever goes unseen,

There must be a moment,

A moment in all of time,

Where the ocean went unwatched,

And there were no human eyes laid on it,

And no musty cigar smoke in the air,

And not even a flitter of words,

To be heard,

Does the ocean still move,

Do the waves still crash,

I guess I won't know,

Until I become less of a person,

And more of a dream