What is so beautiful..
about The Ocean?
What makes all maidens
who have sailed
his boundless breadths..
Dive with their hearts
wide open..
straight into his
noble depths?

Is it the sweetness
of his gentle breeze?
That beckons to them
with his loving ease
instead of force..
Is it the way he pushes
and he pulls
upon their boats?
One day,
with his sublime
tranquility..
another day,
with wickedness
of tempest storms.
Or is it rather
that despite
the cornucopia
of passions
that he feels..
within his depths
he’s almost always..
still?

The Ocean’s beauty..
is a mystery
and an enigma
of The See.
He is the source
of will to life..
that heals
young maidens’
blinded eyes..
but not to lure them
to seabed.
Rather, to set them
free instead.