The Wild Sea

The Wild Sea

The wild sea is free;
it surges where it will.

It carries all,
contains all,
covers all
as it pleases.

Every primal mystery
that can
(or can never)
be known
lies shrouded in its depths.

By its existence
and with its endless yearning
it holds dominion
over all that exists.

The wild sea
is you…

The wild sea
is me…

20250107

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