The Sea

All around all you see,
Is water and ocean,
Nothing but harmony,
Rocking of the boat is the only motion.

The smell of the air,
The spray of the water,
Time almost at a standstill,
Why can’t I just live out here.

Seeing as how it so calm and quiet,
No one to bother you and nothing to disturb,
No phones, no music other than your own songs,
How can anything this beautiful be wrong.