Sea Treasures
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Til human voices wake us, and we drown.
~T.S. Eliot
"Ride to Atlantis"
(c) by James Gurney
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Ocean light years pupils deep, opening now, throwing off the tides of sleep. Eyes of fire in fertile, garden-rich terrain-conscious solar flames...streaming starbows' stellar rains...cascading, tumbling...glowing colours falling, freely flowing...swirling round and white-hole-vortex round,
spilling deep...into these fields...
eternal fields...
fields of stars...
~Ken Carey
On the Sea
It keeps eternal whisperings around
Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
Often 'tis in such gentle temper found,
That scarcely will the very smallest shell
Be moved for days from where it sometime fell,
When last the winds of heaven were unbound.
Oh ye! Who have your eye-balls vexed and tired,
Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea;
Oh ye! Whose ears are dinned with uproar rude,
Or fed too much with cloying melody,--
Sit ye near some old cavern's mouth, and brood
Until ye start, as if sea-nymphs quired!
~John Keats
Out of the Rolling Ocean, the Crowd
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
Whispering, I love you, before long I die,
I have travel'd a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you,
For I could not die till I once look'd on you,
For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.
Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe;
Return in peace to the ocean, my love;
I too am part of that ocean, my love--we are not so much separated;
Behold the great rondure--the cohesion of all, how perfect!
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
for an hour, carrying us diverse--yet cannot carry us diverse for ever;
Be not impatient--a little space--Know you,
I salute the air, the ocean and the land,
Every day, at sundown, for your dear sake, my love.
~Walt Whitman
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Behold we arise with the dawn of time from the grey and misty sea,
And with the dusk we sink in the western ocean
And the lives of a man are strung like pearls on the thread of his spirit;
And never in all his journey goes he alone,
For that which is solitary is barren.
~Dion Fortune
In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea:
~Robert Browning
And I have loved thee, Ocean! And my joy
Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be
Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy
I wanton’d with thy breakers-they to me
Were a delight; and if the freshening sea
Made them a terror-t’was a pleasing fear,
For I was as it were a child of thee,
And trusted to thy billows far and near,
And laid my hand upon thy mane-as I do here
~George Gordon Byron
Waking in the morning, you hear the ocean breathing,
Seabirds floating on the swells are calling you outside,
A purple starfish glistens on a rock beside the water,
Patiently it waits for the coming of the tide.
Some say time's a river, flowing ever onward,
Each moment like a flower that blossomed once and died,
But the ocean tells a story that returns to its beginning,
Time's an endless circle, so says the tide.
~Mark Cohen
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