If ever wind and rain have
carved the cliffs
have shaped the land;
If ever tide and wave have
swept the beach's trace of man;
Then I have wept a thousand tears
for changes yet unsown.
And I have let a thousand lives
slip through my trembling hand,
to turn and find
I have it all
around me where I stand.
The ocean's ceaseless boundless power
is more than life to me.
His tides and mine
are interwined.
I am of this,
the sea.
~ Cheryl L. Higgins~
Beyond the harbor anchorage,
beyond a sweetheart's gaze,
beyond the blue horizon's edge
into a distant haze,
The ports of call on other shores
where foreign princes reign,
away from common sycamores,
familiar to disdain,
to touch the old and learn the new,
to seek uncertainty,
he swaggers forth in Navy blue,
The sailor cannot see the north
but knows the needle can,
he is not afraid to vernture forth...
beyond the common man.
~ Sailor~
