08-10-2023, 01:09 PM
Ruminations on the Sea
How I admire your singularity
of purpose; your timeless hurling
against stone and sand and I wonder
is it only the whip of a goading wind
that quickens your curling hands
when pummeling these innocent shores?
For I hear within your righteous roar
the counter rhyme of a retreating
sigh; the curse of forever
chasing the Moon's heart
that spurs you on your surge
first in her coming, again as she goes.
How I admire your singularity
of purpose; your timeless hurling
against stone and sand and I wonder
is it only the whip of a goading wind
that quickens your curling hands
when pummeling these innocent shores?
For I hear within your righteous roar
the counter rhyme of a retreating
sigh; the curse of forever
chasing the Moon's heart
that spurs you on your surge
first in her coming, again as she goes.

