An Ocean

There was a sad ocean that saw

a distant happy seeming shore,

and thought to rinse the sunny land

with its deep blue sorrow’s demand,

hoping it’d give happy succour;

so the tide washed in with a wave:

a returned tide was all the land gave,

it had not the joy the sea craved,

for was just clay to earth enslaved.

The ocean represents the man/woman who is tired, weary, and worn out with the world and seeking contentment and true satisfaction, a person with God-shaped hole in their life perhaps we could say. The sunny land of the shore represents the world with its seeming available happiness attracting the person to it; the ocean washes in with a tide, hoping/expecting to receive its fulfilment by partaking in the world’s pleasures, but finds the world cannot allay the sadness of its existence, realising the pleasure of the world is superficial and doesn’t lead to a satisfaction of soul, a world instead that is merely enslaved to its desires and the sugar of sin. Thus the ocean is returned to its sad state after its encounter with the beach, retaining the mass of its need for fulfilment. And thus, do not search for fulfilment in the world, but set your focus on heaven if you hope to receive good state in this life.