Once I saw a man asked the calm sea, Where could I find my lost destiny? But the calm sea remained calm from the man Yet the man will not calm for an alm. Thus I approach this resilient man, And asked, Why asked this silent sea? But the man remained calm from his stand And glance to the fair horizons of the fair sea And said to me, Go beyond far from this land, Under the burrowed holes of the distant land, And into the abyss of the tranquilled sea, There! There is yourself, your lost destiny.
Reason for writing:
Explanation rather reason why this poem was written:
The man and the sea are one. The man keeps asking the sea about his path. But the sea will not answer him, for the answer is already in the man. Thy destiny within your hands.
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