The sea is forever,
as even now,
never the same.
It stirs and breaks,
mends and unites.
From shore to shore
the same,
yet,
from wave to wave
so different.
Perhaps it knows
the Why's of life.
Shall I dare ask?
And what shall I hear?
The fierceful cries
of a thousand
seagulls in mine ear!
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
The sea is forever,
as even now,
never the same.
It stirs and breaks,
mends and unites.
From shore to shore
the same,
yet,
from wave to wave
so different.
Perhaps it knows
the Why's of life.
Shall I dare ask?
And what shall I hear?
The fierceful cries
of a thousand
seagulls in mine ear!
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