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The Song of the Sea
The coils of the land appoint limits on the soul
as any adventurer could tell.
Such bars spur a longing most imminent
to feel the ocean’s swell.
There is a great need to heed and fixate
on the knell of the briny deep.
Swaying, sighing, praying, prying
within the fathomage of humanity’s waters,
Waves that press and pull us in,
encompassing, enveloping
The soft embrace of salt and foam
drawing us into the abyssal home
of the furtive mother around us.
Moaning, surging, droning, urging
The sea’s song compels us
with lyrics that hold no meaning.
Instead, they breach us to our core
and lead to instinctual careening
of the part of ourselves we choose to repress:
Consciousness and cerebration
will submit to the enshrouding caress
and sink our fragile forms in the frigid depths,
a darkness we cannot comprehend.
Waxing, waning, relaxing, sustaining
The sea succumbs to the moon.
The solitude that nighttime brings
stirs a comforting cocoon.
As we float along the tide,
waves swallow the sand alongside
the land that coddles and warms us,
but when that yearning swells again
we can always return to the arms of the sea
to become lost in primordial song.
i like the ocean, it's pretty neat