I see you rolling onto the earth,
a raw and a crash and a bang.
Catch the shimmer of your waves,
while safe on the shore I stand.
The birds who can’t know better,
dance and play with your mane.
Transfixed by your silent power,
watching you roll once again.
There’s not one who’ll take you on,
and you can do as you please.
You’re the lion of creation I think,
our wild and powerful seas.
And with my eyes tightly closed,
I hear you calling my name.
You roar out from your being,
you call again and again.
I know there’s those who heard you,
walked right into your depths.
Left their lives and families here,
in taking those final steps.
So I’ll treat you with caution now,
as you call to me much to much.
I’ll love you from a safe distance,
your spray is all I will touch.