Of Sea
Oh the sea, you angry sea
What is your mood?
What is your game?
This strong current – Agulhus current, so free
Not ours to tame
Taking us on a southern course
To southern seas and iceberg clime
Like riding a wild, bucking horse
We shall reach Mauritius – in due course…
We ride, we buck, we glide and slide
On hills of blue and black and grey
Up and o’er white mountain caps
And peaks of turquoise water ride
On and on ’til end of day
When birds’ and sun’s energy lapse
The sea, the endless sea
Of endurance, exploring let us be
At one with you all the way
But do not let us unduly pay
For passage on your bobbing waves
Above eons of sailors’ watery graves
I wish to sing a song to you
And calm you to a gorgeous blue
With puffy clouds above the glass
We will hug and rest at last
In peace and calm seas across the oceans vast
Above rising seamounts and plunging canyons deep
My soul with you shall always keep
The oceanic dance – not just a glance
But a truly deep, ocean trance.
Thanks for the blue, green and gold
Never shall your views grow old
For upon the vasty seas we shall
Always have stories to tell
Of dolphins spotted, leaping and devout
Around us and each other about
Of whales, Brydes, sperm and humpback
That with their flippers and flukes wack
The interface of sea and sky
In which they live and try to fly!
Since air within their lungs inhale
Brings them to the place we sail
We sit atop the waters’ edge
Where mammals daly, as on a ledge
To swap the old and grab the new
From lung’s depths to open air
A pillar of gas… “Hey, over there!
Got a blow, looks like two!”
Now tell me, what sort are you?
We catch a glimpse of a deep sea friend
Whose life on the surface will only spend
One tenth above, 9 tenths below
So, to the depths we must surely go
To truly understand their passage
Of life – and read their message
That this sea is home to ancient creatures
But we just see the stock market features
When considering exploring for mineral finds
Oh – please take off the blinds
That dull our sight and goals that hinder
Which make us bring age old beauty to cinder
We thank the sea and all her moods
For all the glory she exudes
Give praise for sea and spray and ocean
And all the calm or rising motion
Thank you sea, and glory be.
(written Jan 18, 2011 at 34 degrees 26.9 S and 29 degrees 03.7 E)
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