Sun thief

Someday,
I'll be a big bird.
And fly into the ocean,
to steal the sun
and plant it's rays like seeds,
for you and I.

The world will smile,
as the new sun grows,
reflecting the old.

The moon will be jealous!
The sun will need legs,
to run from the moon.
Who once called the sky her own.

Now the stars will sleep,
as the new sun weeps,
Reflecting his ocean home.
Sky's of blue remind him
of the water below.
The clouds are like waves,
roaming with the wind.

We are Kin of the fish,
Brothers and Sisters of the birds.
Trapped between two oceans
By our crippled machines.