Author: Sesen
Date: 01-16-12 12:44
The Song of the Sea

Listen with joy to the song of the sea –
The bold story from long, long ago.
Down through the ages, the melody plays -
The lyrics all sailors should know.
The sea sings her song – as old as the earth -
The tides and the currents, the swells.
A sailor learns early to listen with care
To the wondrous tales the sea tells.
The ocean holds mysteries and riddles unsolved
In her depths, so strange and so cold.
Sea creatures abound in the deep, murky dark -
Myths and monsters – their stories unfold.
At the bow of the ship is the Captain’s dream seat -
To listen, to think, hear the sea -
She sings with a voice undeniable clear
Of wonders and mysteries that be.
Atop the Pearl’s angel, above her sweet dove
Sits the Captain – he’s free, deep in thought -
He remembers the past, makes plans far ahead,
Rich treasures and dreams will be sought.
The Captain’s Black Pearl – his beautiful ship -
He steers, he coaxes, he treasures.
A galleon he trusts, has faith in her sails -
Brings him wealth, and fulfills pirate pleasures.
He listens intently to the wind and the waves -
They whisper, they sigh, and speak soft
And sometimes they howl with a harsh violent voice -
The gale blows and sails rattle aloft.
The Captain can feel the sea’s beating pulse
And use it to sail far and wide.
Along with the wind, filling sails, pushing on,
The Black Pearl glides atop the waves’ ride.
The waves have a force, they caress the warm earth –
They stroke and they pull on the land.
Over time the sea churns and completes the long kiss –
And the tide gives back soft crystal sand.
The whales and the dolphins, fierce sharks and sea birds,
The earth’s seven seas they can roam –
My Captain, my love, aboard the Black Pearl,
They all call the ocean their home.
The sea is the earth’s blood, coursing and free,
Connecting and nurturing land.
My Captain has sea salt that flows in his veins -
This connection I must understand.
I love him, I cherish him, body and soul –
Stand by him – exploring – live free.
My Captain is mine, and I hold his heart’s key –
But he must sail the tides - he must be with the sea.


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