what is it about the ocean
that we find so captivating
is it that most of us
do not get to see it often
that it is a trek to get there
and thus special
because of its novelty
or perhaps instead
there is something
instinctual in us
because so long ago
some devolved version
of what we are now
crawled up
from the depths of the sea
and within that water still
is the source of our living
of all living maybe
maybe some core code in us
knows and longs
for this saltwater womb
or maybe as we stand
with the tide
washing over our toes
wetting the edges of our pants
we are taken by the enormity
of the world
and of the water
which dominates it
this kingdom of waves
in all shades of blue
stretching to the horizon
past the horizon
days and days of blue
up and down and out and on blue
maybe it is the size
of us and of it
that makes us
pause and get pensive
I’m not sure
but on vacation as I look out
at the pacific
I feel a sense of peace
of wonder
of forever
or whatever worldly
version of that
is even possible
and it doesn’t matter
where it comes from
just that it is here
and so am I