No one is more powerful than the sea though they dare walk it's surface.
Their fears breeze away and courage absorbs into their hearts like a divined rain that keeps the ocean
awake and lets the waves push and rise unlocking the heightened, misty ghosts that reach the clouds
in a storm.
They are empty bodies of light and good that watch over the ocean; it's creatures, sorrows and evils
Appeasing it's violent tides and moaning for the freedom of the souls it keeps captive
They guard it's beauty and play it's music, a serenity felt over land
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