Casts his boat toward open
water
Long before the sun catches
the stars
And spends long rainy days
Collecting nets and singing
lonely bars
[Refrain]
The sea is my child
The sand is my grave
The rain is my goddess
It's here that I'll stay
One fall night he tied his
boat
And walked along the firm
wet sand for miles
His mind was lost in moonlight
'rriving home from heart to
mouth he smiled
By the hearth a woman waited
Large and peaceful welcomed
him "goodnight"
Her figure silhouetted
Fire burning gently by her
side
[Refrain]
The moon is my pillow
The waves are my song
My heart is the woman
Oh, love, flicker be gone
June was born a seawind child
Plump and sandy clear deep-water
eyes
To the ocean
In the morning stillness took
the man the child
Held at sea by summer storms
The swells washed wicked 'cross
the wooden bow
The man protects his child
Holds it close aware to every
sound
Morning's gray reveals the
whiteness
Bone-cold infant cradled to
his breast
From a horizon distant
Cries of seagulls echo through
his head
[Refrain]
The sea is my daughter
The sand is her grave
The rain is my mother
To her I behave
When the woman saw the child
Turned and walked away eyes
to the ground
Behind the castle
It was buried winds' cold
hiss the only sound
The man approached the cliff
in silence
Cast himself into the black
unknown
His arms to wings
Did fly though bones remained
to mingle with the stone
[Refrain]
The wind is my highway
The sea is my store
I'll fly here forever
And cry to the shore
© 1984 by Alex Miller
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