The Sea in its Knowledge and Truth

 

The Sea in its Knowledge and Truth

 

Watching the sea in its gushing entirety 

And beauty, for amongst the waves, 

There is knowledge and truth. 

 

Skimming stones, as we used to, 

Throwing, abandoning them to blue, 

In all its eternity, remembering, 

Lives forgotten and dreams to come. 

 

Which never end, us we always exist, 

Like the hued water to the edge,

Not knowing where it begins or 

Where it flows, infinite reach, 

To our future, populated

With our output and offspring, 

Otherwise, what will keep us, 

Together alone, as one hold hands tight. 

 

Just as the water which can't be held, 

Holds our memories, takes our past, 

All our deeds  and what we love, deep, 

Our woes and wars, for or against us, 

Any thoughts on misdeeds

In self-defence even. 

With our lives flashing before us, 

Collected in the depths of the sea. 

◄ Earth, Wind and Fire

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walkingman

Mon 19th Nov 2018 16:41

Somehow in this poem you were able to take my past experiences of standing at the edge of the ocean, put them into words and hand them back to me. Thank you!

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