She is the mother of me
I never complain about the sea
Regardless of her many moods
I love her in so many ways
Surely she is the mother of me
I love the way she whispers to me
The susurration of her many tides
After all these years she reaches
out
She is the one that gave birth to me
You chide me often, mother sea
You want me at your bosom still
You rage and smash your waves in anger
Having lost the sight of me
You toss your head when you greet
me
When I return to calm your waters
I know you anger other mortals
but
Never will I complain about the
sea
Wherever this cruel world does take me
O so far from your briny balm
I yearn for you, you are my mother
For I cry these salty tears you see
Wow! You took this prompt and ran with it--all the way to the ends of the earth and to the water's edge!
ReplyDeleteThis a tidal wave of emotion..as Magical says..wow..hugely impactful and powerful..stay safely on the shore
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