A call from the sea
It’s not perforce from the open horizon
There is the realm of pure ozone
Where glee from any fee is free.
A call from the sea can come from the coast
It’s the geography which is commanding
There any costs that occur occurs at any cost
Where the sight-line is not a vanishing point sinking between sky and water but the appearance of a landing.
A call from the see is resonant
It’s the signal from source, hence, important
There is the power station of everything that on the land is missing
Where fishes decided to colonise the earth, yet not willing that place to abandoning.
Whimsical is that only a restricted number of humans encode that echo as something that is not natural, more than supernatural, quintessential extraterrestrial
Although everybody is raring to bath in it, avid to breath it, agog to see it, to have over the skin a taste of it and under the skin an ancient premonition, an habit which is very terrestrial
WhimSeaCall is that just few espy that the power all creatures and not creatures there emit is superiorly alien
Although the many variation of holidays you can spend on the cost for your pleasure, even on an Atlantic crossing, what is underneath its surface is not meant for our joy but for the sake of other life forms, that is on us their lien.