For it is the Sea, that is our Father who protects us, like a father protects their children.
But to that, I suspect no mortal tongue could say its name, for we cannot make the feeling of the pressure of the full weight of the ocean pressing down against your body. Nor the hiss of waves, crashing upon a shore in a storm. That would be the closest to understanding it's true name for an outsider, is to think of that feeling and sound at once.
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For it is the Sea, that is our Father who protects us, like a father protects their children.
But to that, I suspect no mortal tongue could say its name, for we cannot make the feeling of the pressure of the full weight of the ocean pressing down against your body. Nor the hiss of waves, crashing upon a shore in a storm. That would be the closest to understanding it's true name for an outsider, is to think of that feeling and sound at once.