“Come down to the sea”,
The seagull cried —
I’d shrunk in size!
I sat upon
The seagull’s back;
Clung to his feathers
We soared above
The teal-dark waves,
O’er foam that covered
O’er jagged cliffs,
He took me far;
Then took me low
To spy sea stars.
Oh, happy time
I spent that day —
Above the sea,
Above the waves.
Past the hills
Between the ocean and me
That teasing smell
Of sea-salt air –
Hints of it drift by …
With the memories
Of clean, windswept cliffs,
Of sand and drifts,
Of seagulls’ cries,
I dream of the times
When I could freely lie
On the sun-warmed sand —
And of clean, pure air,
Refreshed from care
And of children’s days –
Timeless and forever.
How much the ocean lifts my soul,
And fills my lungs with freshness full,
Clears cobwebs from a cluttered mind,
Breathes in new life, leaves cares behind.
In symphony the waves do roar,
They crash upon the sandy shore,
Wash, scour and sift the detritus,
And leave essential things for us.
Oh ocean, like my God so good,
Please cleanse my heart, if that you could.
Remove all bitterness and strife
And grant me peace for all my life.
This ship I travel, on treach’rous sea
I often wished that I could flee
I did not choose this ship of life —
Of sin, of sorrow; sadness, strife
I felt alone, though many traveled;
In darkest ignorance my life unraveled
But now and then a Light would shine
And slowly came the gift divine
I am not here for self alone
My purpose through the darkness shone
And as this ship sails on or stalls
With others do I meet life’s squalls
And I have met an Unseen Friend;
His Presence here do not contend
And if I may but save one soul
From falling, jumping in the sea
My soul will thrill, my heart will sing
‘Tis purpose done; ’tis destiny