The treasures from the sea

“Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning. ”
— Pablo Neruda

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“I need the sea because it teaches me”
— Pablo Neruda (On the Blue Shore of Silence: Poems of the Sea)

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While at the beach with my parents last month, as always, the ocean shared its treasures.

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“Si todos los rios son dulces
de donde saca sal el mar?

If all rivers are sweet
where does the sea get its salt?”
— Pablo Neruda (The Book of Questions)

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How fun it is to search, pay attention and find them.

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“When I see the sea again
has the sea seen me or hasn’t it seen me?
Why the waves ask me
The same that I ask them?
And why do they hit the rock
With such a futile enthusiasm?
Don’t they get tired of repeating
their declaration to the sand?”
— Pablo Neruda

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I go down to the shore in the morning
and depending on the hour the waves
are rolling in or moving out,
and I say, oh, I am miserable,
what shall—
what should I do? And the sea says
in its lovely voice:
Excuse me, I have work to do.”
— Mary Oliver (A Thousand Mornings)

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“To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of a mist moving over a great salt marsh, to watch the flight of shore birds that have swept up and down the surf lines of the continents for untold thousands of years, to see the running of the old eels and the young shad to the sea, is to have knowledge of things that are as nearly eternal as any earthly life can be.”
— Rachel Carson

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Here, I will take you for a minute to the shore.

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