The Man and the Sea

The Man and the Sea

The ocean, a constant dance

Vast, fluid and latent

Primeval but complex, yet somehow familiar

Have we not met before?

Your horizon just out of reach

Each night it gives birth to stars I wish on

Celebrates each new sun with a symphony of colors

You bring me hope

Sprays so refreshing

Nourishing the spirit, caressing the soul

Playful yet so yearning, reaching out to me

I am touched

Ancient smell, waves of wrinkles

Wisdom of time

A lonely lighthouse searches on for an answer

Your enigma intrigues me

Taste of melancholy

Generations have wept

A sea of tears

I feel your pain too

Your roars and heaves humble men

Your sighs and songs inspire

Tranquil blue is solace

I can hear your embrace

Much already known, yet so little

At times crystal clear, on occasion murky

Washing ashore gifts of seashells and starfish, teasing

Take me away, won't you?

Your smile, wider than the ocean

Your tears, more drenching

Your heart, bigger

Your thoughts, louder

Your profundity, more daunting, inspiring

Your love, deeper

What should I do with you?

by Vulture, 2005