The Sea
O' I have fought for this woman night and day
against those of my own, their evil to stay.
Then I turn to mount her borders and look her in the eye.
She calls to me shaking her jagged rocks
I am no fool, thousands in you have found some way to cry.
O' The sea is a hard mistress, I'll not cross her any day.
The sea is the breast of life, I'll not stand in a mothers way.
The sea is an ancient witch, I'll not harbor her words that befuddle the mind
The sea is a deep mystery, I'll not hesitate to learn of her in kind.
I have struggled at your breast when I was a child
I slipped between the roll of your many legs, you were so wild
O' woman of my soul, thou are so vast and I am so small,
be kind to me, least once again I fall.
I scuba dived for four years when I was a teenager, in the Mediterranean. I can't tell you how many times she almost laid me in her darkness, But I was a young boy playing with a wild cat and didn't realize she was a tiger.
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