Open Seas

When I dream, I dream of the Open Sea. The multiple ecosystems harboring of all forms of life. The freezing temperatures as one descends further and further. No one will truly know all of the Sea's secrets They are as vast as the sea itself. Every cave, every crevice, and every pocket holds a new tale never to be told. We all know this, yet we continue to search for the key. We search for anything to tell us the Sea's story. Every now and then the waters will part and a story is told Each new development leaving those in wonder of the next We will never know the Sea's true beauty. However that in itself is beautiful alone.