Why does the ocean draw me so?
What depth of sea that calms my soul?
How does this wind and wave compete?
The smell, the sun, the sand on feet.
A soaring gull
A sunset sweet
The surging flow
A light replete
Why does this sea now welcome me?
What depth beyond my eyes to see?
How does my heart find solace here?
Within its grasp without a fear.
Now beckons me.
God called the dry ground “land,”
and the gathered waters he called “seas.”
And God saw that it was good.
Genesis 1:10 (NIV)