The Quiet Sea

Little boy with little boat
Wade across the sea
He cries,
But no tears come out from his green wide eyes
His tears united with the sea

Dolphins and whales approach him
Wondering, how could this boy adrift and buffeted alone
They talk, like the most beautiful song ever
They flip, prettier than a sand dancer
But they swim away, like seeing a ghost

And the boy dies
Alone on his boat
He let the waves take him
To a place that he will never know
To a place called heaven