Sea

Life is a droplet in the sea
After death will at least we be free
The nice thing about the sea
Is it has no memory

But that to
Is not exactly true
Life began in the sea
So it has long memory

It would remember it all
If it had a soul
When you put seashell to the ear
The ocean waves humming you will hear

There is great deal of life in the sea
Some of mesmerizing beauty
But sea itself has no life
So it remembers no pain or strife

One man went to sea
To face his destiny
He thought only fury
Of crashing waves would make him free

But then he would see
That he was master of his destiny
He thought to himself there is still fight left in me
I’ll find the meaning to set me free

I don’t have to die in this sea
I’ll be the forger of my destiny
I’ll find the ultimate meaning and will be free
And this will forever be written in memory of the sea

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