The call of the sea
The call of the sea
I walk alone
Amid the crowds
Of unsmiling grim-faced people
And dream of turning into a white bird
And fly away
From the noise surrounding me
I hear in my heart
The call of the sea
Quiet under the moonlight
I want to see each star
Shining in the night sky
And know peace
Even as cars rush by
In their hurry to get nowhere
I ask myself
If there is a magic word I can learn
To turn myself into a white bird
Flying over a sea
Bathed in silver moonlight
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