ARA's blog: "poetry"

Water is my only true vice But free and wild water has greatest price An angry and temperamental ocean Or river and lakes unfettered by man It is the strength of such water That brings out the primal human nature Be it river rafter, diver, swimmer, or surfer They all seek the rush of one against and at the same time one with nature The roar of ocean waves calls my name Were the ocean to quiet forever I would no longer be sane The stream at my feet whispers follow me And the river leads me to the ocean free Wherever I may go these voices still call And shall always continue till my final fall For then I shall become both spirit and squall Embodied in the ocean till eternity falls