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Ocean Lovers

Ocean Lovers

How is Sea Love? 

It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think. 
— Robert Henri
My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In still moments by the sea life seems large-drawn and simple. It is there we can see into ourselves.
— Rolf Edberg
“To me, the sea is like a person—like a child that I’ve known a long time. It sounds crazy, I know, but when I swim in the sea, I talk to it. I never feel alone when I’m out there.”
— Gertrude  Ederle
for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea. 
— E.E. Cummings -  100 Selected Poems
A lot of people attack the sea, I make love to it.
— Jacques Yves Cousteau, Oceanographer

"Sea Of Lovers"

A certain type of wind has swept me up
A chill has found each bone
I am overcome
There is an icy breath that escapes my lips
And I am lost again
A certain type of darkness has stolen me
Under a quiet mask of uncertainty
I wait for light like water from the sky
And I am lost again
In the sea of lovers without ships
And lovers without sight
You’re the only way out of this
Sea of lovers losing time
And lovers losing hope
Will you let me follow you
Wherever you go
Bring me home
A certain type of silence has filled my voice
I scream beneath the water and make no noise
All my prayers go quiet, they're never heard
And I am lost again
In the sea of lovers without ships
And lovers without sight
You’re the only way out of this
Sea of lovers losing time
And lovers losing hope
Will you let me follow you
Wherever you go
Bring me home
A certain type of wind has swept me up
A chill has found each bone
I am overcome
There is an icy breath that escapes my lips
And I am lost again
In the sea of lovers without ships
And lovers without sight
You’re the only way out of this
Sea of lovers losing time
Lovers losing hope
You’re the only way out of this
Sea of lovers without ships
Lovers without sight
You’re the only way out of this
Sea of lovers losing time
Lovers losing hope
Will you let me follow you
Wherever you go
Bring me home

The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul.
— Wyland, Marine Life Artist
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