There I am on the frothy crest
There I am on the foam
There I am in the briney depths
There I am in my home
Where the currents collide
And the moon turns the tide
Full of life and deep dark delights
Subsonic songs, creatures of beauty, and treasure
Both pleasure and danger beyond all measure
Children of the sky cry to me
Speaking Kestrel, Albatross, and Seagullease
In the sea, on the sea, and of the sea
Pebbles are ground smooth as they churn underneath
And so it is, and so it shall be, infinitely. Infinitley.
-CWitch 02-01-19