Depths Of The Sea Poem by James McLain

Whom am I to fight conformity, it howls.
To the depths of the sea.
Of your purple skin painted on it fascinates me,
by the love of the moon.
Where on the earth and the ocean,
calm movement each wave and by your hand which leads me.
Move it up, it is moved down,
when it rains like it does from above.
And as for me, me for as and.
Heaven with you it is so.
Down with the rain, up with the smile, whose is blue.