The wind and waves have a rhyme all their own

Angry, calm, always changing as present to me

My mind sails along adjusting always as one

 

I see and view and sing with all of thee

While second mind is working tiller and lines

Enchanted and mesmerized by the sea

 

Scooting along the water with haste

No where to go, no where to be

Just we and the wind enjoying our race

 

Thank you for being along with me

Our souls wandering with the wind

This is how tranquility and peace should be

 

Mike