If you feel lost and scattered in the clamor of the world, go to the sea; you will find yourself.
The sea is often compared to the human heart. The sea ducks lots of mysteries in its heart and a human heart contains a sea of unfathomable emotions in it. When overwhelmed, this sea flows out, we call that - tears.
You rush to the sea and sit there awhile. Where did this urge come from? It wasn't that salty water which invited you, it wasn’t the sand which obliged you, it was not the tangy breeze that drew you, it was neither the see-weed nor the ships which yanked you to the sea. This mystery will probably remain unsolved forever. Perhaps it was the river flowing in your heart which wanted to embrace the sea, must have impelled you to gravitate towards the sea.
Like a playful child, the sea will come running towards you bouncing, bubbling and rolling as if you were his only soulmate in this world. It will scatter its toys around your feet and rush back away again as if it never knew you! Wait a minute. It will see you from a distance and will come again rushing towards you romping with all the eagerness and love in the world to greet you.
The sea is sensationally sensuous. All of your senses – eyes, ears, skin, tongue and mind – are gratified by it.
The sea is the abode of extreme paradoxes. Grave silence and roaring tempests, terrible darkness and glitzy colors, lovely reviving life and fearful surrendering deaths, solemnity and boisterousness, good fortunes and misfortunes, an inspiration to write sonnets or elegies – you will find all these around the sea.
The sea seems to be the most inactive entity in this world, lying just passively; doing nothing since the day it was born. The case is, de facto, just the opposite. The sea is actually enacting the most basic law of nature every moment – take bad and give out good, take lifeless and give out life. It is relentlessly devouring all the waste the rivers bring in; it is busy running multiple ecosystems in its womb and on its surface; it is producing oils, minerals, precious stones and fish for humankind; sailing away our ships; giving birth to clouds to keep the life-wheel running on the earth; inspiring artists, poets and musicians. Who coined the term ‘The Dead Sea’? It is a misnomer.
Just as a drop after completing its journey through the clouds, in the rains, through the mountains and fields, and in the rivers finally comes back to the Father ocean; a soul, too, after its innumerable cycles of births and deaths, comes back to the Father soul.
The difference between a pessimist and an optimist is the patience. Life on the sea teaches one to be patient and optimistic.
I feel like shouting out to all the marine creatures – “Just take a day out of your life to come out to the surface and see the beauty of the sea…” No one listens to me!
The sea is often compared to the human heart. The sea ducks lots of mysteries in its heart and a human heart contains a sea of unfathomable emotions in it. When overwhelmed, this sea flows out, we call that - tears.
You rush to the sea and sit there awhile. Where did this urge come from? It wasn't that salty water which invited you, it wasn’t the sand which obliged you, it was not the tangy breeze that drew you, it was neither the see-weed nor the ships which yanked you to the sea. This mystery will probably remain unsolved forever. Perhaps it was the river flowing in your heart which wanted to embrace the sea, must have impelled you to gravitate towards the sea.
Like a playful child, the sea will come running towards you bouncing, bubbling and rolling as if you were his only soulmate in this world. It will scatter its toys around your feet and rush back away again as if it never knew you! Wait a minute. It will see you from a distance and will come again rushing towards you romping with all the eagerness and love in the world to greet you.
The sea is sensationally sensuous. All of your senses – eyes, ears, skin, tongue and mind – are gratified by it.
The sea is the abode of extreme paradoxes. Grave silence and roaring tempests, terrible darkness and glitzy colors, lovely reviving life and fearful surrendering deaths, solemnity and boisterousness, good fortunes and misfortunes, an inspiration to write sonnets or elegies – you will find all these around the sea.
The sea seems to be the most inactive entity in this world, lying just passively; doing nothing since the day it was born. The case is, de facto, just the opposite. The sea is actually enacting the most basic law of nature every moment – take bad and give out good, take lifeless and give out life. It is relentlessly devouring all the waste the rivers bring in; it is busy running multiple ecosystems in its womb and on its surface; it is producing oils, minerals, precious stones and fish for humankind; sailing away our ships; giving birth to clouds to keep the life-wheel running on the earth; inspiring artists, poets and musicians. Who coined the term ‘The Dead Sea’? It is a misnomer.
Just as a drop after completing its journey through the clouds, in the rains, through the mountains and fields, and in the rivers finally comes back to the Father ocean; a soul, too, after its innumerable cycles of births and deaths, comes back to the Father soul.
The difference between a pessimist and an optimist is the patience. Life on the sea teaches one to be patient and optimistic.
I feel like shouting out to all the marine creatures – “Just take a day out of your life to come out to the surface and see the beauty of the sea…” No one listens to me!
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