Standing Out to Sea
by Steven Craig
I stood among the darkened trees
Waiting for the suns relief
It came to shine so brightly on my face
The branches dripped their tears to earth
Waiting for the coming birth
The way that the sea held me sweetly.
The day moved on to meadow land
The foxes and the hounds were glad
To have each other chasing away the tales
To be there among the trees so olde
Wanting only to go home
The day made me look to see the pathway
The mountain rose before my lips,
Quickly filling the sky
The ice tips gleaming
In the bright light
The soaring birds struggled to surpass
The higher way they had to pass
My mind wished them god speed on their way
Soon, the shore was my horizon
Beckoning me to hurry on
The day was quickly passing into evening
The sea way held out its arms
To entice me with its endless charms
The only woman to love me so completely
The tall gray ship was casting loose its moors
Hawsers dropping like slamming doors
We stood to man the side as the shore waved goodbye
The homes and hearts were left behind
For them forever I would remind
The reason for my passing so far away.
The sea was gray
The skies were blue
The waves were white tipped and true
The gray ship came into its prowess
The hands were all at stations now
Preparing to point the prow
The wake was showing its chasing.
And as the horizon slipped away
The Love I left upon the quay
I thought of her this one last day
Steaming, we faced the moon rising
The story ended much too soon
The night had come to claim its day so sweetly
A short time passing into dark
We sang out songs of the sailing bark
The tree had come to the seas companion
Not for luck
Or fortune sailed
I did this for the love I mailed
My last letter home to her for reasons mine
It is the way of men
To often go out
And do again
The things that must be done
To live freely
Their home is a deck on the waves
Their hopes are pinned
On the day
When they will return to hold you tightly.
12/18/2007
