I do not particularly ‘like’ the sea; she frightens and awes me. She is so enormous and unfathomable she makes my entire being quaver.

For a puny man standing at her rim, she seems infinite, almighty, and everlasting. No man knows her and he who thinks he does is a certifiable fool. The Sea is no man’s mistress.

She clothes herself in the most, excellent colours and matchless splendour. Her blue-green eyes enticing you into her measureless bosom, promising unending bliss.

Within her smooth body and along her lissom skin, she teems with illimitable life and is pregnant with evermore.

She is the Mother of many, caring for her brood in her fertile and tender womb – there her offspring are born and there they die. They know no other.

Every man carries her life-giving juice in his veins.

Although soft and fluid – slowly, but surely, she carves away at the obdurate  land; levelling it grain by grain until all eventually returns to her vast and dark depths where she spews it out again and manifests new lands.

Her anger is terrifying and lets life quakes down in its roots. She destroys everything in her way – sparing none and nothing.

She has a jealous spirit and never allows any competition facing her.

She is supreme and is the creator and destroyer of the world. Her way is love and she cares for all equally.

She betroths the sun and courts the moon to bore life, surf, spray, and rain. Constantly agitated in her incessant courtship and lovemaking.

Deep within her innermost being, she is forever tranquil and pitch-black. Down deep, only the earth touches her psyche in an intimate embrace.

She calls her daughters and they return in innumerable drops filled with life’s elixir. She is one, but she is also many and her children is contiguous with her.

She is the Mother of all, the matrix of life, but feels naught. Boiling hot and chilling cold is her being, full of life-giving essence.

I am ‘a sea-fearing man’, as the Christians fear their God. 

 

PS:

“Her way is love and she cares for all equally”.

The way that we see the concept ‘love’ is the real problem. For most people love can mean anything from lust, motherly love, brotherly love, or even the love of knowledge (philosophy). Someone can for example say, ‘I love my beer”.

Love has become a non-word. On the atomic scale, negative and positive particles attract each other. There is no reason that we cannot then say that these particles love each other.

However, what about it on the spiritual level? Does God ‘love’ me and do I ‘love’ God? Does God ‘love’ us all equally? What do we mean by 'love'?

The sea loves and cares for all equally because 'she feels naught'.