Don't Worry, Capitan

Don't worry, Capitan, I've long since claimed the sea;
He's chained me to insurmountable waves
My heart, long been stolen,
tends the footsteps of the angel of the ocean;
my soul swirls in amoebic patterns,
thundering in harmony with the aged sky
I can characterize
his avid anger, powerfully yanking
at the clouds to share their wealth;
and punishing the inhabitants of the sinful nations
or lending to the imagination of eras
of writers, artists;
its glowing firmament in tangible form.