Sea Song (in the key of C), ode to Vine the Storm-maker

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