As my early drawings warned me, where humans go, lions and tidal waves follow.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep?
I've always been drawn to the ocean.
The winds and the waves are always on the side of the ablest navigators.
It is well that the earth is round that we do not see too far ahead.
All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course, all rivers go down to the ocean and drown. And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river.
Whether being battered by the surf or swimming through the gentle undulating surface of lakes, I find inspiration in the movement of water. Sometimes I think about the journey the water has traveled, reconnecting me to the larger cycles of nature.
The Sun, Moon and Stars are there to guide us.
Trees go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!
I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.
We crossed the Himalayas in less than two minutes, and then you realise, 'Oh My God, within an hour and a half, we have gone around the whole planet.'