Where the Land Meets the Sea

Not a definite line, but not
Unclear either. They spend their lives
Face to face, never a day spent
Without the other. They quietly
Speak, the wind carrying their
Whisper to the rustling leaves.
What a beautiful place â
Where the land meets the sea.

The vastness beyond and the
Vastness before, each eternity
Stretching into oblivion.
Every inch, no matter how
Far, linked to itself, forever
In touch, by a line made carefully.
What a wonderful â
Where the land meets the sea.

The depth below the water and
The height above the Earth, each
Sovereign, yet reliant on
The other. What is height without
Depth and depth without height? Together
They live interdependently.
What an inspiring place â
Where the land meets the sea.

They may love each other, but when
They clash, an almighty raucous
Ensues. The power behind the
Water and the ferocity
Within the Earth meet head on in
Battle. Who is strong; who is weak?
What a ruthless place â
Where the land meets the sea.

What about the land and the sea
Within each of us? Is it, too, both incredible and terrifying?
Yes. Where my soul meets my reason
Is an undefined, but clear line,
Forever joined and never free.
What an intricate place â
Where the land meets the sea.