May you always
know the ocean,
the steady beat
of her waves,
the great width
of her strength.
Even if you live
locked in a
land-locked city,
may you dream of
the sea.
May you always feel
the joy you feel
at the first sight
of the blue sea
sparking in summer;
the awe you feel
at the power of
the waves
in a winter storm.
May you always know
the salt water
in your
own blood.
Nice one…I also wrote one…here is the link…
https://thoughtsofwordsblog.wordpress.com/2017/06/28/the-declaration-of-a-lunatic/?preview=true
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Beautiful. The sea is full of it’s own wisdom and blessings.
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Love how you tie it back to the brine in the blood in the end… sea and we are one.
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There must be Viking in our blood – we always go back to the sea!
‘May you always know
the salt water
in your
own blood’.
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Definitely.
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Nice blessing for a son to yearn for the sea.
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YES…I love this…may you always know the ocean….it must run through our souls as well as our blood.
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Another gem Sarah, living by the sea I especially love ‘May you always know
the salt water in your own blood.’ :o)
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Thank you.
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Sarah, your son is lucky to have you and your wisdom for a mother. This is lovely
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Thank you so much.
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I love how the last stanza shows a profound connection to the ocean. It is literally in his blood.
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