The sea is more than water, in the first place is a memory.
The sea is a cascade of spectacle, going from thin to exuberant to savage
with tentacles of salt and cold.
The sea rocks like a mother and is her own child.
She carries us when we enjoy the sun without any worries, she lets dreams end.
At the high tide we seek reflection and wonder. A horizon.
The sea is a bottomless mirror, we can't get enough of it.
We can only capture her in words and pictures.
We come home by the sea.
The sea is the sea.
(Original Dutch text: Anne Meerbergen)