One clear and perfect day,
I found myself at sea,
Alone in my little boat,
Alone, yes, but free.
Yet, all of a sudden,
The smooth, calm water,
Became a wrath of,
Hell and Ocean's Daughter.
I was in a storm,
Of great, terrible power,
Luck was not with me,
In that dire hour,
for I was thrown overboard,
Where water shook and tossed
My frail body,
Surely I was lost.
Yet two strong arms,
Took hold of me,
And carried me safely,
Through the stormy sea.
I woke upon a shore,
Of my savior there was no trace,
And all that I could see,
Was a fleeting face--
And lest I be mistaken,
Or maybe my eyes were frail,
But if I was sane and good,
I saw a seal's tail.
A Selkie had saved me,
But no answer to why arose,
For when it comes to the reason,
Only the Selkie knows.
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The Poems of Far Away
PoetryNot everyone has time for poetry. I know that. I respect that. If you really don't want to read this, it's okay with me. You can just leave. It's fine. But if you're still here, I would wish you could try to read these poems. Not everyone reads the...