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Mother Sea, you've carved the land,
with fine strong fingers and a steady hand.
Your fathomless beauty lures the hearts of men,
Who challenge you just to die in then end.
Your power is overwhelming and infinite.
Yet, you wave at me- grinning bubbling contempt.
A wave whispers in my ear,
telling me things I don't want to hear.
Soft bubbles babble with the land where I live.
Patient erosion of my refuge from foam.
Mother Sea, womb of life, always breathing,
always alive. You coax at the downfall of man.
So soft and cold, heartless and mighty,
In awe I respectfully fear your strength.
I reach deep for courage to face you from within.
but know better that all this is in vain,
Countless times I've tried to reach you.
Trials and errors. You take my breath away.
Yet still my stance is so slow to change.
I climb your mountains to be drowned in avalanche.
I cut your face, you slap me in powerful revenge.
And Yet I continue alone this unifying quest ,
To be at at one, in balance with your power,
Rested in communion with perfection.
I long to see inside you heart.
To understand motherhood's' art.
But I cling to my soil: a homesick child,
Hoping to yet one day toy with your power.
I persist to struggle towards your outrageous call,
Oh, when it comes to power, you are the original.
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2-21-83 / 3-10-13
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Mother Sea, you've carved the land,
with fine strong fingers and steady hand.
Your fathomless beauty takes the hearts from men,
Who challenge you just to die in then end.
Your power is overwhelming infinite,
Yet, you wave at me- grinning bubbling contempt.
A wave whispers in my ear,
telling me things I don't want to hear.
Soft babble with land, where I make my home.
Patient erosion of my refuge with foam.
Mother Sea, womb of life, always breathing,
always alive. You coax the downfall of man.
Soft, heartless, and mighty,
In awe I respect your strength.
I reach deep for courage to face you within.
But you know how men feel pain
Countless times I've tried to reach you.
Trials and errors. You take my breath away.
Yet my stance is so slow to change.
I climb your mountains only to be drowned in avalanche.
I cut your face, you slap me down in powerful revenge.
Yet I continue this solemn quest to unify,
To be at at one, in balance with your power,
Rested in communion with perfection.
I long to see inside you heart.
To understand motherhood's' art.
But I cling to my soil, a homesick child,
Hoping to one day toy with your power.
I persist to struggle towards your outrageous call,
Oh, when it comes to power, you are the original.
-dp-
2-21-83 / 3-10-13
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Mother Sea, you've carved the land,
with fine strong fingers and steady hand.
Your fathomless beauty takes the hearts from men,
Who challenge you just to die in then end.
Your power is overwhelming infinite,
Yet, you wave at me- grinning bubbling contempt.
A wave whispers in my ear,
telling me things I don't want to hear.
Soft babble with land, where I make my home.
Patient erosion of my refuge with foam.
Mother Sea, womb of life, always breathing,
always alive. You coax the downfall of man.
Soft, heartless, and mighty,
In awe I respect your strength.
I reach deep for courage to face you within.
But you know how men feel pain
Countless times I've tried to reach you.
Trials and errors. You take my breath away.
Yet my stance is so slow to change.
I climb your mountains only to be drowned in avalanche.
I cut your face, you slap me down in powerful revenge.
Yet I continue this solemn quest to unify,
To be at at one, in balance with your power,
Rested in communion with perfection.
I long to see inside you heart.
To understand motherhood's' art.
But I cling to my soil, a homesick child,
Hoping to one day toy with your power.
I persist to struggle towards your outrageous call,
Oh, when it comes to power, you are the original.
-dp-
2-21-83 / 3-10-13
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Mother Sea, you've carved the land,
with fine strong fingers and a steady hand.
You fathomless beauty has won the hearts of men,
Who challenge you, to die in then end.
Your overwhelming power is forvever.
Yet, you wave to me- grinning bubbling contempt.
A wave whispers in my ear,
telling me things I don't want to hear.
The babbling with land, where I make my home.
The patient erosion of refuge with foam.
Mother Sea, womb of life, always breathing,
always alive. You're coaxing the downfall of man.
I know you to be mighty.
In awe I respect your strength.
I reach deep, to search for courage, to try from within.
Don't you know how men feel pain?
Countless times I've tried to reach you.
Trials and errors, as you take my breath away.
So slow does my stance change.
I climb your mountains, to be drowned in avalanche.
I cut your face, you slap me down in powerful revenge.
Yet I continue this solemn quest for unity,
To be at oneness with your power,
Rested in communication with perfection.
I long to see inside you heart.
To understand motherhood's' art.
But I cling to my soil, like a homesick child.
Hoping to one day toy with your power.
I persist to struggle towards your outrageous call.
When it comes to power, you are the original.
-dp-
2-21-83
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