Oceanus

As I sailed the sea one morning.
Wondering where the water is rushing.
I looked upon the sky, as if there was your face patterned all over the clouds.
I looked around the ocean, as if there was your voice screaming out loud.
Although I was standing alone on the edge of the bar, I could clearly hear your crooked sound.
Deep in my head, in between these waves, and empty crowds.
There was you, smiling, and proud.