The Ocean of Life

The sound of the ocean

calms me.

.

In the moments

when I’m looking out

toward where the water

meets the sky,

I feel that it’s ok to not

have it all figured out

because the ocean

is too big to feel

we can ever conquer it

—and so it is about life.

.

My job isn’t to conquer

the ocean of life,

nobody’s coming

out of this bitch with a W.

.

Our job is just to learn

to navigate the rough

and unpredictable waters,

and sometimes

you have to goddamn swim

until help arrives.

.

.

.

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10 thoughts on “The Ocean of Life

  1. Lovely. When I was a kid I was walking along the shore, looking down at my feet as the waves washed my toes. The strange thing was that when I looked up, I was nearly waist high in water. It had drawn me in, hypnotised me. Really strange

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    1. Isn’t it amazing? Magnetic. And what a powerful memory. I have similarly lost myself and time in the ocean only to come back to shore and have to walk a long way to find where I started. 😁Thanks for sharing with me. I love hearing how others connect with the ocean. 💙

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      1. Loved 🏄 was drawn to the ocean as well,can remember those early sunrises waxing the board whatching the tide and sets to build,racing out to greet them say a lil prayer to the gods then be blessed to be given a ride,so quiet,just you and nature as one the ultimate feeling of self no team no knowone but u and the gods if you never have,I hope you do if even in a dream,nothing in the world like it!

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      2. I’ve never been surfing. I’m not a strong swimmer and I have too much respect for the Ocean to try it on my limited skills but I enjoyed your description. Sounds magical for sure!

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