Hear my voice,
The tale it tells.
Watch the mists,
Surround your soul.
Hear the song,
The mirage it gives.
Watch the waves,
Crash with lulling rhythm.
Hear the gulls,
Cry their warning.
Watch the rocks,
Come ever closer.
Hear your fear,
Clamoring for escape.
Watch the storm,
Growing in gloom.
Hear my voice,
The tale it tells.
YOU ARE READING
Songs of the Sea
詩歌The sound of rain pattering against my brow, Left me nothing but unease in the soft air. The slimy fresh water dripping down my sparkling face, Showed me no kindness in the waters of salt. For I cannot any longer feel the refreshing cool of that wa...
