The Sea

The sea, a bastion mistress, kidnaps my love away To horizons grey and storm swept, where jutting Jaws of raining clouds swallow up the sun, Claw away the rays, light drowned within the Churning green. And on the shore, bound with sinking feet, I stand Faintly cursing on the land her grave attraction, Wherefore all life begins and ends, Her cemetery womb of water, salt and sand Grinding eternity. Where he stoops to venture, courting her brazen cruelty, Insignificant as a flea, yet free to her feral mercy, Her shadowed deep and titanic morass, Drawn by the nature of fatalism, Seductive evil. The sea, she laughs at mankind and all man's vanity, For she has no humane mind to love, her soul In death, at turbulent zero polarity, And I plead she spare my loved one's heart and grant it's Passage home.