I have posted this poem before. Forgive me for being repetitive. But you see, I find this poem to be reassuring, comforting, inspiring~and just so lovely. It is like parts of some movies that make yo smile so big and weep at the same time.
It grabs me right away. “I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,”
I picture me running like a crazy nut, down the boardwalk, zooming down the beach to the shore, jumping on the boat, loosening the moorings, grabbing the ropes, turning the sails and zooming out to sea. Of course I do not actually know how to sail, but my family did boat when I was a kid. A little motorboat that we water skied behind.
So the release I feel when I am on the water is special. I hope you are feeling a lovely feeling today.
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.