Thursday, 2 August 2012

the sea, the sea.

"Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it is sent away."

This seems kind of apt, lately, what with my unrelenting visits to the seaside. I like it, there. I like its space and its predictability; that tide will always kiss that same patch of sand, again and again.

I stumbled across this piece of performance poetry a long, long time ago. But I still love it so. It is as much about this lady's performance as it is her words. And I know it isn't really about the sea, but that line? Oh, it floors me. Every single time. There is so much hope, there.

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