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this place is a mystery to us

it's dark

cold

endless

we sit at its edges

and we stare at its majesty

and we ponder

and we philosophize 

and wonder at all that it hides

we spin yarns

craft songs

and write poems - about it

and we are enchanted by its sounds

as it ripples 

at our feet as children 

it creates life long memories 

we dip our toes into its very being

immersing ourselves - and we play

we play within it

feeling its power

yet we know so little of its depths

and despite it being untrustworthy - we play

for today it's calm - tomorrow?

tomorrow - as if we've upset it

it might be violent even brutal 

it is vast - don't doubt it's power

it is empty - yet not so

creatures live here

creatures like we've never seen

we want to know more about it

it dominates us so 

but has vast areas - unexplored 

this abyss 

many many miles of unexplored wilderness 

a wilderness that is not ours

yet - it provides us food

but which could take our lives 

yet - enables some to put food on the table

but of which we are not masters

yet - which we must take care of

but of which we don't 

yet this giant - merely sleeps

catch this giant in a bad mood

and you're in trouble

this wilderness is a giant we need in

our lives

because the life of this giant

and our lives

are linked 

...and we need it

more than it needs us.

The sea.

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