Sea Poem by Green Peace

The same sea
Different forms
Sometimes silent,
sometimes violent
When will overflow,
when remain stagnant
When tides occur,
when privation
When benediction,
when destruction
Fog when fills everywhere
Silver seas and white skies
Merge together into one whole
No solid differentiation
As humans standing in a map
Appear the same
Regardless sex, caste, class, creed
Tumultuous battle
As if seeks liberation
From some predestined curse
But yet is bound
And will remain in bondage eternally
Natural white foams scattered
everywhere
Even where eyes cannot reach
Untaught, joyful, ecstatic play
Is it the same ‘He’ who created
A sea and a grass?