To the Sea




Oh, to sail and wander the seas

by sailing boat or steam.

Just sailing along on the water, 

my life would be a dream.

To bathe with all the sea creatures, 

take showers in the rain.

While living the life of a sailor, 

going out to sea again.

So pipe me out of the harbours, 

send me up to the nest.

Give me a compass in my hand, 

as the sea presents its test.

Spotting new land on a horizon, 

seeing cliffs as they loom.

Putting a message in my bottle, 

right under a silvery moon.



19 thoughts on “To the Sea”

  1. Magical! It reminds me of John Masefield’s poem Sea Fever… I also like Spike Milligan’s parody of it:

    I must go down to the sea again,
    to the lonely sea and the sky;
    I left my shoes and socks there –
    I wonder if they’re dry?


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