Sea Winds

Form: Empat Empat

Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
White sailcloth upon the mast
Captures the breath of wind
As waves chase the tide
Towards the horizon
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
Billowing with the breeze
She tacks a sailor’s dream
White horses break gently
Upon the fine wooden keel
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay
To find the distant lands.
And in the air there comes
The sound of mermaid song
Echoes of destiny
Gaff rigged she leaves the bay

©JGFarmer2012

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