Cheryl C. Helynck
sea is an demanding mistress,
she will not be taken for granted.
Those who travel on her wavy skirts must obey
or reside forever in the depths of her soul.
She does not show favoritism as the smallest craft
to the largest ship must comply with her will.
can afford safe passage from one
land to another,
calmly ignoring the presence of the vessels that
sail across her.
Then on the whim of the wind she can show
and the journey can be a ride
through a watery hell.
lady has the strength to make even the largest
vessels whine and plead for her mercy.
Struggling to ride her fierce waves
many a ship has submitted to her will and
buried their bow into her belly taking down all aboard.
as if a warning to others she spits the occasional
ship onto the shores. The ghostly remains of
that once sailed her waters and fell
into her ill favor.
Whipped and beaten its remains are taken by its
mistress to lay ravaged against some rocky coral.
has taken the treasures of kings and queens
and still held ransom the ships and crews of
those who offered it up to her.
Then at other times she hears the whispered pleas
of the poorest sailor and permits his return to shore.
Sometimes tossing his thirsty body in her brine
for days teasing him with her offer of refreshment.
mistress can also lie perfectly still for days
holding captive a clipper ship when the winds
refuse to fill its sails. Then she becomes
desert that offers no oasis, no shelter from
the sun and
the ship seems bound to her surface as if sinking
in her wet sands with each attempt to move onward.
can strike her waves like a mighty whip that
crashes down on the decks of ships.
Some seemingly coming out of the heavens
their height so immense.
The size of her being always reminds the sailor
that he is but a ripple on her body and if he fails
to heed her commands she will consume him.
then do men sail upon her waves?
Is it that she is beautiful and draws men to her
rocking them with her breathing motion?
Can it be her calming affect as she carries them
from one shore to another lifting, stroking and
lapping the sides of their ships?
Is it the challenge to be ridden that she tosses
out that men must accept and try to meet?
sea is a mystery mistress and will
never be fully understood by man.
She remains always in control and those
that ride her waves must always respect her.
Knowing that her soul is too deep for man to conquer
and at best he lies a supplicated servant to her wishes.
by © Cheryl
Reflection series 1998
by © Cheryl C. Helynck
and used with permission.
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