"Before dreams (or terror) invented
mythologies and cosmogonies,
before time was parceled into days,
the sea, the eternal sea, was already here.
Who is the sea? Who is that violent
and ancient being that gnaws at the pillars
of the earth and is one and many sea
sand abyss and brilliancy and chance and wind?
To gaze at it is to gaze for the first time,
always. With the wonder produced by
elemental things, the beautiful evenings,
the moon, the fire of a brazier.
Who is the sea, who am I? I shall know this
on the day that comes after agony."
"The Sea", Jorge Luis Borges
(Source: sexymnymphos, via mirroir)