The Ocean is darker than blue
It is the midnight sky speckled with falling stars
The Ocean is deeper than God
The Ocean blends into the sky to form a seemingly endless expanse
It is here that I find my home
It is hear that I find my final resting place
The Ocean is all consuming
It is the element of Water
Water is purifying
It cleanses all things
It washes away the past and creates a clear future
The power it has to consume life
It also has the power to create it
From the Ocean walked the first Man
It is in its dazzlingly depths that miracles happen
Time weighs heavier than the lowest valleys of the Ocean
While the Ocean may crush bones, it is Time that can crush the soul
“Why so morose,” caws the seagulls.
Here the sky is empty of all life. It is too far for the birds to fly.
It is healing in its own way
I could stare out into the Ocean for lifetimes and never grow bored.
I hope for a whale, dolphin, or shark to peak its head above the surface. Anything to show that I am not alone in this world.
The openness of the Ocean mirrors my heart
I watch the waves crest and fall as if the years flowing by my life.
Some are large and demanding
Others pass without notice
What stops the Ocean from flowing away?
What stops it from falling off the edge of the Earth or floating into the sky?
The water holds an attachment to the Earth and an aversion to the sky
The Ocean is like the endless abyss of thoughts
Sometimes the water is smooth and other times it is rocky
Some waves leave an impression, but by in large they just keep reseting themselves. Looking for a place to grip and hold onto.
It’s near the edges that this waves can carve into the Earth over time
In the middle of the Ocean the thoughts remain anonymous
The Ocean is healing
The wind sweeps away at the surface
Deep below the surface the water grows still
Silent
The sound a constant ahum
I look out across the sparse and see all shades of blue
I am filled with hope and joy
The Ocean teaches me patience
The farther I go out to Sea, the more I am able to let go of attachments
I feel a loosening happen in my Soul
The Ocean is in constant motion
The Ocean beckons me to listen
Its beauty lies in its danger
Writer Body and Soul 