Often wondering why the sea calls to me

then one day out of the blue I knew

I am the cradle of life, I am the sea

at times an unbound ocean, set free

I can feel the tides of life pulling on me

in low tide my body and mind

cleanses it self, removing all strife

setting and sending all problems out

to the dark murky ocean depth

high tide and I bring the world in to me

feeling it wash up on the shore of flesh

pristine sand, so much hidden underneath

new life starts, wonders that were adrift

now anchored deep in the rocky crags

Full moon above pulling on my oceans depth

frantic in the cold glow, it shines on me

it must be spring tide to effect me such

calmed only when the new moon comes

dark on dark shadows allowing me peace