Marrying the Depths

How would it be to be grabbed by the powerful arms Of raging ocean waves And be pulled by their might As defiantly as would a lover pull his beloved Into bed, eagerly yearning to feel her throbs Meeting with the same pulse rates of his? I wonder, How would it feel to be swallowed By the ocean? Would it not be the way to freedom, Turned into a spirit, having the expanse Of dancing waves as our playground, Ruling over them, Able to tame them, Or to have them unleashing their fury Over the trembling Earth, Ever so fearful of being overpowered At any times, By foams? Would it not be the way to touch the Celestial doors, Since, the horizon marries the limits of the ocean Regardless of time and day! I fear the depths, But, I would love to be stolen by their potency Feeling not the safe ground below my feet And letting myself Be swirled and twirled By the raging forces of that arena Which shall never be conquered by man!