VI

Why billow in such a flurry?
Aren't we all heading for the same immensity?
What's the sense ah rushing?
Will our frantic efforts amount to anything?

Perhaps we've forgotten what's important:
Aren't we mere shells in the sea?
We should discard land-based priorities
& realize how the billows in each of us
contain wondrous complexity.

	VII

Deep within your lips there's an ocean
& I am but a wave.
Forget all billows & remember:
when we merge, joy rises
& our froth contains
links to the entire food chain.

Come, let us share our waters –
it's time to embrace the sea.
Let's renew our azure affinity
& relearn how to breathe!


Philyra: (frowning slightly) Poetry has an almost mystical meaning for this author.

Jules:   Personally, I dislike it when people try to make a religion out of verse. 
         Mon œil! It seems pretentious.
         
Soo:     I disagree. De religion dis author is talking about sees people as small & 
         rife as interconnected. What's pretentious about dat?

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from _Let the waters be my witness: Messages about our watery world_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: Some litoral metaphysical thoughts with a tedious commentary
KEYWORDS: oceanic awareness, metaphysical reverie, feeble discourse

Begun: 1995 in Shizuoka, Japan / Finished: 2017 in Xīn-Táiběi, Taiwan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted
by T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ]

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