A sea mist brings her fragrance as I
Ponder the endless rolling billows
Of meaningless thoughts in my head
So I close my eyes and mind and listen
Hushed by a scent I hear the chanteys
Of far away lifetimes and dreams
Spilling out upon the sand like foam
Of waves sent from distant visions fair
All hands on deck they toil and sing
Weighing anchor and I am afloat
Ebb and flow of beating heart’s drums
Keeping Time with her memory’s tune
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