A call from the sea,
it's not perforce from the open horizon.
There, it's 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 that is commanding.
There, any coast that occurs, occurs at any cost,
where the sightline is not a vanishing point sinking
between sky and water, but the appearance of a landing.
A call from the sea is resonant,
it’s the signal from source, hence, important.
There, it's the power station of everything that on the land is missing,
where fishes decided to colonise the earth, water-earthing.
WhimSeaCall is, in all respects,
the power all creatures
and not-creatures
there emit,
(as Gods themselves admit),
superiorly alien in all aspects,
and, like the unconscious sea, guardian of suspects.
Only a few encode this echo which is whimsical
as something that is not natural,
more than supernatural,
quintessential
extraterrestrial.
Everybody is indeed raring to bath in it,
avid to breathe it,
agog to see it,
to have over the skin a taste of it
and under the skin its ancient premonition, an habit
which is very terrestrial.
A call from the sea,
it's not perforce from the open horizon.
There, it's 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 that is commanding.
There, any coast that occurs, occurs at any cost,
where the sightline is not a vanishing point sinking
between sky and water, but the appearance of a landing.
A call from the sea is resonant,
it’s the signal from source, hence, important.
There, it's the power station of everything that on the land is missing,
where fishes decided to colonise the earth, water-earthing.
WhimSeaCall is, in all respects,
the power all creatures
and not-creatures
there emit,
(as Gods themselves admit),
superiorly alien in all aspects,
and, like the unconscious sea, guardian of suspects.
Only a few encode this echo which is whimsical
as something that is not natural,
more than supernatural,
quintessential
extraterrestrial.
Everybody is indeed raring to bath in it,
avid to breathe it,
agog to see it,
to have over the skin a taste of it
and under the skin its ancient premonition, an habit
which is very terrestrial.