"Let's Drive Down and Look At The Ocean"

"On the Sea"

Beach House

Out on the sea we'd be forgiven
Our bodies stopped the spirit leaving
Wouldn't you like to know how far you've got left to go
Somebody's child
Nobody made you
It's not what you stole, it's what they gave you

In or out, you go
In your silence, your soul
Would you rather go unwilling?
The heart is full and now it's spilling
Barreling down the steps
Only a moment left
In hind of sight no peace of mind
Where you begin and I'm defined
Daughter of unconscious fate
Time will tell, in spite of me
In hind…
In hind of sight no peace of mind
Where it begins and we'll be fine
Shadows bend and suddenly
The world becomes
And swallows me in, me in
Whistle to a friend
Gentle 'til the end
Any way in a name
She takes shape just the same

Listening To The Thunderous Seas Tonight, I Love This Song, so much

Song of the Sea

by Rainer Maria Rilke

Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.

Timeless sea breezes,
that for aeons have
blown ancient rocks,
you are purest space
coming from afar…

Oh, how a fruit-bearing
fig tree feels your coming
high up in the moonlight.

 

The ocean has had a very significant role in poetry since the dawn of poetry itself.

It’s easy to see why.

The ocean — both wild and calm, dangerous and beautiful —

is a made up of contradictions and mystery.

Ocean poems can not only be dedicated to capturing the heart of sea,

but to metaphors for love and trauma, among many other things.

More than that, the ocean has played a role in the history of many cultures,

making it a setting that is both intimately personal, and vastly universal.

Unsurprisingly then, poetry about the ocean takes many shapes.

From a simple contemplation of the sea to a reflection of our own lives.

"Let's Drive Down and Look At The Ocean

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