| To the sea –
To the ever inconsistent sea –
do I roam.
The attraction is so fascinating it keeps me enthralled.
In the waves –
In the bold cascades of waves –
do I dream.
The violence they cause one day
bring adventure on another.
To the tides –
To the ever changing tides –
do I wait.
Late at night for a full moon
late at night for a high tide.
In the sea –
the ever inconsistent sea –
It's inconsistencies so familiar
It's tides, reefs, shores, so similar,
I long for the stability it brings |