I am sailing on the sea
Where I’ve always liked to be
The sky’s blue above
And the water’s blue below
And there is unearthly silence
Wherever I go
Even if a storm comes
Why should I be scared?
Even if it awakened the deep
I would already have done and dared
I shall ride the crisis, and sleep
And my courage, permanently keep
I’m tired of the dull, tame shore
That closes all adventures’ door
And hearing ballad and lore
I’d longed for the sea, more and more
Like an exile longs for his land
Or a cast-away remembers his band
And like a bird that seeks its nest
Back I go to her billowy breast-
For the shore holds no excitement for me
A mother she was, and still is to me,
It’s the vast open ocean which I’ve always hailed
And over a million knots, have I now sailed.
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Author:
safina (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
The ocean holds many moods and many adventures. I like where you took me here. Nicely penned dear poet.
sorry for the delayed response. have had a hectic weekend.
yes the ocean has many changing and fascinating moods, and is a permanent source of pure adventure
glad you liked it. take care, have a lovely week ahead
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