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An Ode to the Water


I love

The rise of the water.

Over the rocks,

Over the ocean,

Comes above.

Tides above.

 

May you

Bring me down by the water.

By the rocks,

By the ocean.

By cove.

I love the cove.

 

Bring me down

To the water, and its rocks, and its ocean, and its cove.

To the sea.

The sparkling, darling, morning sea.

The flowing sea.

 

The flowing sea is what I live for.

Why I love the sea so much I’ll never know.

At least know

I love the sea.

 

The water flows out to the ocean

And it'll break upon the rocks.

It never knows where it’s rowing.

I love the sea.

It ever knows where it's going.

But it doesn’t need to see.

It ever knows where its flowing blindly.

 

Where would we be,

Without the sea?

 

It carries us

And ferries us

And it shares its pleasures with all of us upon it.

 

A many thanks

To the sea.

From the bad,

For the good,

To the free.

Sincerely,

me

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KnightRobot
<p>This is so unique and I love it. The repetition is dynamic and doesn&#39;t grow stale, it&#39;s quite likeable. I indeed want to see the sea now.</p>

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