If we walk, walk and keep walking, we would meet the sea someday.
Most of the Earth, the planet we live, is sea in fact.
All creations started from water.
Sea is the mother, the beginning of the Earth. It is the mother of every one of us.
The sea broods all creations, like the amniotic fluid in mother’s womb where we are conceived.
The story begins.
Sea is not always quiet and still. There is a reason for tough waves.
Mother’s harsh scolding makes us grow up.
But also, mom gently tends to the wound of children who grow up little by little.
As we know that love, we go to the sea.
Beaches have ground, sky and water, too. Although it looks empty, it is full. It is alive. Even at night when it seems everyone is asleep, the Sea has the full moonlight with stars shining above.
The Sea has busily-moving fishing boats.
Mom is always busy.
When missing mom, I go to the beach.
It seems that mom pats my shoulders and tells me that everything is fine.
I get to put down all of my heavy burdens.
I get to return to the origin.
Because there is sea, the Earth is beautiful.
Because there is sea, we are alive.
Photography by xiapp
