Spell Of The Sea

The spell of the sea,
Rests within each heart,
Different as can be,
Dreams n'er to depart.

Standing on the shore,
Gazing at the sea,
Was an open door
Waiting just for me.

Secrets deep within,
Found only when sought,
More than fish or fins
With net may be caught.

Dreams of a young boy,
Standing on the shore,
Filled only with joy
Wanting more, more, more.

Deep wthin the sea
Lies cashe for taking-
Pearls and jewels free,
Wealth in the making.

A soft melody,
Or deep dark thunder,
All in what you see
As you gaze yonder.

As a lover aspires
For lovely beauty,
A sailor desires
The vast salty sea.

As a child he was
Soothed by calming waves,
Not land-bound by laws
On sea he now slaves.

The pull of the sea
Entraps a boy's soul,
Captive then is he,
Lost with no control.

He sails haunted waves
Seeking sea-tarnished gold,
Standing tall and brave
Living dreams of old.

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