I am completely at sea

What is it about the sea?

I keep getting drawn to it, as if the sound of waves is something which calls out to my soul and asks it to visit it, again and again.

There is something incessant about the way the sea goes about its business. It is almost as if it says I will not give up, I will come back, I will be there for you whether you remember me or not.

The sea knows how to touch what's atavistic inside me - something earthly, something magical, something salty, something inside my blood and my veins and my arteries, something which knows that being beside the sea is to be one with myself.

Just the way blood flows inside my veins, it's the river and the sea and the ocean which flow through the veins of the earth.

Maybe that's the reason for the familiarity with my body - we are old friends. The sea is the constant, the one which I visit birth after birth, age after age, as I find myself immersed in its familiarity, in the womb of the water which envelops me as I let it flow around every part of my body.

And I am haunted, I am returned. Even as the waves roil and roll, I find myself reflecting, finding, excavating. I will never know the secrets of the sea, but I get to know myself better, as I sit beside it, and let its presence - the sight, the smell, the feel - flow all over me.

I am the sea, the sea is me, we are one.

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