Living in the vastness that feeds us.
Ever jealous…
of the ocean’s generosity.
Our love
was never meant to be caged.
Fish don’t hold the sacred liquid in cups,
they swim
the huge, fluid freedom.
So why…
why try to capture the sea?
When we
you and I
can move through it fearless,
like the great white…
in all its grace.
Oct 8, 2025
Oct 8, 2025 at 8:41 PM UTC
Living in the vastness that feeds us.
Ever jealous…
of the ocean’s generosity.
Our love
was never meant to be caged.
Fish don’t hold the sacred liquid in cups,
they swim
the huge, fluid freedom.
So why…
why try to capture the sea?
When we
you and I
can move through it fearless,
like the great white…
in all its grace.
* A reminder that love and generosity shouldn’t be contained, just as fish don’t try to store the ocean they live in it.
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