The Sea

The Sea

He chose the Sea, and the song it sung

The toiling and coiling, beneath August’s heavy sun

And the Sea chose him

For the cracked lines on his face

His bumpy calloused hands

His romantic, soulful embrace

His reverence and honor

And living carefree

The Sea loved the man

And the man loved the Sea

On land the man was crushed and broken

Absorbing all the hate and promise that were spoken

On the water, the dirt all washed way

Reborn and baptized all in one day

‘Cause the Sea chose the man

And the man chose the Sea

A bond stronger than eternity