She is the Ocean


Days at sea are what must be spent, savoured and never saved.

To know something of the worlds vastness we might ponder it’s depth

in doing so hopefully we reveal something of our own.


My ocean is a woman as soft and beckoning as she is unforgiving and impenetrable

She is a love affair with all of life

a tomb for all that dies in me.

A time capsule.

My Ocean is a deep and bottomless as I can allow myself to imagine.

Her limits are only mine, and with her as my inspiration there is no end to even the end.

I ask her for answers but realise she has told me the questions already.

She hands me the sunrise as I wake.

At nights fall she hides the sun in the hope I might sleep.

Shine she says, glisten and glimmer and foster a million ideas in every ray you reflect.

Turn inwards and outwards and feel only the shame of the shame you allowed in the first place!

There are no limits to your depth

you are an ocean

no conditions to your shallows

or the movements of your tides


rip and rant and rumble like thunder,

tear stone from stone in angers hold

then lap calmly at your own shores as you fall to sleep

to dream the next dream of being awake.

Be a thousand faces to a million people but never forget who you are.

You are an ocean

the beginning

the end

all of the above and as much and as large as you care to dream.

You are the ocean.


life is better lived wet.


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