Life is an ocean, I would say.
What's that phrase?
Oh yes, "it comes and it goes."
Sometimes its waves rise you up,
and sometimes they plunge you down.

Life is an ocean, I have come to believe.
I for on have always been drawn to it
while simultaneously being the one waiting on the shore
crippled in fear.
Darling, stare into the beauty
but don't let it feel you,
that beauty goes deep
and dark
and dangerous.
It's ancient and mysterious
and out of anyone's realm of understanding.
Such things should not be trusted.

Life is an ocean, you see.
Look to the horizon
and strain your eyes trying to make it all clear.
We can only see but a fraction
of the enormity we call the sea.
We think of it as ours,
but I truly think it belongs to no one.

Life is an ocean.
Some drown
and some lucky ones sail on through with Peter Pan at the helm
and Tinker Bell on their shoulders.