I Must Go Down To the Sea Again

I must go down to the sea again, My face turned towards the sky With wind-snatched sounds from the beach below And above, the seagull’s cry. Let me walk along the cliff again. Let me learn into the gale. See the breakers as they curl and crash Hear the sound of the shifting shale. Let me lie in the cliff-top grass again. Let me hear the singing sand, Feel the sting of the wind-whipped dunes And walk the long sea strand. I must go down to the sea again, So I can say ‘good bye’ And feel the salt spray on my face Once more before I die. Written for Tracy Decker’s “Inspired by the Masters” contest. First line has been taken from John Masefield's lovely poem.