Ocean Gateways

I consider our Earth as a part of the lowest areaWe live as we were at the bottom of the seaWhere nothing is pure and undespoiledWhere everything is eaten and erodedWhere the grips of externality is unable freelyTo emerge beyond a certain space of this oneWhere nothing is pure and undespoiledWhere everything is wet and saltWhere earth and spirit uniteAn opposition to the visibleA call of the purified soulsEmerges beyond, breaks freeDeliverance - an acroamatic haloDeprivation - in particular obedienceEclipsed - shackled and torn apartEmptiness - devoid of heart and soul