Calling

The man sat on a porch and let the rays of the sun wash down on his back
He could see the ocean stretch for miles
Miles at a distance were just time taking time
He knew he could get there and he knew he had been there
He'd traveled the world and he'd lost himself in the sea
the sea of knowledge
the sea of perspective
sea of wanting
and now the sea that he saw
Cool waves lapped up on the shore and showed him the way
The way to giving
The way to recieving
The way to loving
the way to breathing
It was all there inside
Breathing in his only soul
and so he took a deep breathe and let it go
He let it go
He let it go

And a bird stretched over the horizon
riding the zipline of the sweaty salt breeze
Dancing on the feeling of thought and desire
Riding on the air's thin feeling fire
Blue feelings
The free Blue
He took his flight right on cue
And music played on the shore
The water crashed to a beat
The sand grains answered the call
It was a musical note
The man realized life was a song
Life was a melody