The ocean, literally the unexplored terrain of our own world, marks the boundary between Man and eternity, often representing in our collective imagination the limits of human experience and reason. While we’ve progressed from classical, biblical, and narrative frameworks to hard science in our attempt to give order to its chaos, we still seem to feel most comfortable thinking of the ocean figuratively.
Well before the Bible told the story of Jesus calming the storm in the Sea of Galilee, and even before Odysseus’ famous journey, Western culture has struggled to make sense of the ocean. This struggle is why, of course, the ocean served so easily, for so many artists through history, as a metaphor for the soul. The traversal of the ocean, like the journey of the soul through life, was pitted with uncertainty across incomprehensible depths. And these metaphors endure.
Storms beat on the rocky cliffs and were echoedīy icy-feathered terns and the eagle’s screams
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