Sea, O mighty Sea,
Humble as you are, why do you lie?
To the world that the limit is actually the sky.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Don’t you see?
Thou art the limit, limitless sky wants to be.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Don’t you feel alone?
When hard rocks are only what you get to spill on.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Aren’t you hurt?
Everyone hears but no one gets whenever you blurt.
Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 2:54 AM UTC
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Humble as you are, why do you lie?
To the world that the limit is actually the sky.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Don’t you see?
Thou art the limit, limitless sky wants to be.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Don’t you feel alone?
When hard rocks are only what you get to spill on.
Sea, O mighty Sea,
Aren’t you hurt?
Everyone hears but no one gets whenever you blurt.
This poem is a reminiscence of my first ever encounter with sea. It came at a very later phase of my life and it moved me to the very core