Liberty of the Sea

Setting sails upon the sea All to wonder what will be Only the ship will sail Treasured in a mythical tale. She has beauty but turns her love to the sea An endless journey taken, pledged to be free Not stricken by fear, she scales the thunderous waves She hails the prevailing winds, it’s all she craves. Keeping pace and breaking the waves that roll Her endeavors rest upon her soul The horizon fades, clouds consume the evening sky Visions become dim as the night draws nigh. The moon’s glow will lighten the way Winds from the west increase the sway Turnbuckles on ropes tighten the slack Constellations steer, holding her on track. Swiftly sailing beneath her guiding lights Her grace admired from distant sights. Steadfast and cordial from stem to stern Waves ripping from the bow that churns. T’was the sea that fulfilled her joy Journeyed in solitude maintaining her coy Beyond all myths, exquisite was she Her name was liberty, sailing at sea.