Calm blue oceans
Waves rolling soft and constant
Tides coming in to lap at my toes
Unfathomably tall green mountains
Stoic and unwavering
Yet gentle and comforting
Those things
Must be better than

- That -

That which lingers in my mind
And evades my wanting grasp
Must be better than
Scalding silver rain
Than molten iron clouds
Than the sharpened edges of ice
Infinitely more than that mercurial gaze
That leaves me but wanting for more