Maiden On the Misty Beach

Maiden alone on the misty beach Dressed in fine voile like fabric and hat Is your desire for your sailor a miraculous feat Wishing him home and close to your heart The waves are slow and gently crest Clouds are close and filled with gray Closely you look at the sand and express The desire to see if any boats enter the bay How many days do you spend this way Sitting on the soft damp sand in the gray Or sunshine hoping that the ships may Come this way and there be a wave From the special one the one true love The sailor who spends time on deck Cleaning, scouring, scrubbing above Hoping to see maybe, just maybe a speck Of land where there sits his maiden The love and desire of his heart Who on a shore does sit waiting For her sailor to come home, never part ("Iphigeneia at Tauris" 1893 Valentine Alexander Serov (l865-1911/Russia) Oil on Canvas".)