Driven To the Sea

As a frozen stream, nothing flows from within, leaving a mass glacial vacuum, void of validation. Craving rudimentary meaning, souls begin a quest. Devoid of happiness, the exodus is almost obscene. Unrepentant, rebuking attachment to the physical; It pursues warmth and regression to its creation. Driven To the sea, now wrapped in her womb, her waters bring comfort, filling the gnawing void. Poignantly, caressing her subjects, they intertwine. Totality of seduction draws into her existence, souls lost, rejecting inherent animalistic doctrine. Her waters sustain new elements of its life force. Nature’s majestic production initiates a congealing, reuniting the physical and spiritual into one being. Her masterpiece displayed, allows it to live again.