Sunday, February 1, 2009

The Sea

(An old one, written on June 1st, 2006.)

My heart pines
For the land of my dreams
The land across the seas
Where nothing is amiss

The desire is no joke, no whim
It burns me from deep within
So into the sea I dive in
But know not I how to swim

My dream sets my soul alight
I tell myself 'I must fight
I must swim to stay alive
Only in the land of dreams must I die'

The sharks of the sea bite me deep
A different man I am when the scars heal
Soon I learn all I need
To stay alive in the stormy seas

At last one day I reach my dream -
The shore, all quiet and serene
The feel of this land under my feet
Is for what I have so far lived

But I am a seafarer, a dreamer no more
I do not belong among the people of the shore
My hands are rough and my voice hoarse
Back to the sea is where I must go

My heart pines
For the dangerous seas
Where I tame the sharks that bite deep
Where only the brave dare to be

2 comments:

Avi said...

It seems I've come across some story where a similar tale is narrated, but the poetic narration is obviously more succinct.
You must have come across the poem by Feynman, which ends in the lines
"Stands at the sea wondering: I
a universe of atoms, an atom in the universe"

Mythili said...

This idea actually came out of a conversation with a friend. And agreed, it can be seen as a deeper meaning in a lot of stories.