Born with a longing to sail the seas
Traveling where the wind blows
Leaving his fate to the breeze
No yearnings for land with its green grass and trees
The ocean supply’s him with all that he needs
Food enough from beneath the waves,
And water to drink from the sky
He has no yearning for company
Embracing the freedom that solitude brings
Friends only with dolphins and wales
And the gentle winds that fills his sails
The sea will always be his one and only love
Until his time runs out
Only then will he find out, if there are oceans above
Lovely poem, flows well!