I dream of an untouched world
Endless space between two horizons
Salt air on my cheek, beneath me
Strangeness reaching miles below into
The realm of Leviathan, whose monstrous form
Painted ancient nightmares blue
To stand on the bones of land
Aloft on the surface of the rippling ether
To hear the haunting calls
And see shadows of the deep pass by in silence
To know the fear they once inspired
To put fear aside and merely feel
Carried on cresting swells
The beautiful truth
How small I truly am