Flocking to its sparkling, jewel encrusted side...worshiping in all forms...never able to conquer its salty depths...always in its awe...glimpsing its endless treasures...our love has become abusive...yet she reminds us that we can and will never win in this timeless battle of wills..she will conquer us and we shall crumble in to her fathomless belly

From her erupts, beauty, dreamlike worlds beneath the waves, fire and rock and sustenance ...she gives birth to land, life and death...

Harmonious, perfection, why try to imitate it...just move to its rhythm...