He calmly glides over the waters.
Serene. Picturesque. Harmonious.
He loves the water.
It is his playground.
He is like a child.
The ocean inspires him
with depth
and promise
and it soothes
his chiseled features
and rough edges
as it accepts him
with strength
and fortitude.
He can be
who he was meant to be
and explore
what he was meant
to explore.
The ocean has
a calming presence on him.
He is a sailboat
with a big white billowing sail
and dreams
vast and wide
of many ocean adventures.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem