Erratic 4 - a Little Seaweed
Can you hear the echoes of the ocean -
The screams of the cooking pipi shells,
The sadness of 52 hertz whale,
The craziness of the king tides,
The eternal love of the cute little crabs?
A little piece of seaweed wants to scream
And yell
And tell the world it is happy.
It wants to push
And pull the tides of life;
Let itself melt into a luscious green.
It wants to fight,
Fly and swim- detaching from the sandy soils,
Letting the ocean currents lead it to paradise.
It wants to dominate,
Feel how it must be like to be a precious pearl,
Living in its exclusive, own shell
And warm itself in the ultimate happiness that is slumber.
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