Stuck between a rock and a hard place
The smallest of stones lightly skimmed
A surface, sending seismic ripples
To cleanse war-wounded skin

Smooth to touch, nor sharp of edge
In weathered storms unfurled
From an ocean wild, he danced nocturnal
And spoke of brave new worlds

Earthly delight, I see not your years
But a child with the man in his eyes
If I could dip a toe, then surely I
Could swim ten oceans wide