All at Sea

All I ask for me dear lord

is a life that's led at sea,

To hear the crack of sail and sheets

and ever smell the sea,

To always have the sea to smell

and listen to its song,

To know dear lord that here at last

I am where I belong.

To feel the move at wake and rest

to feel the ceaseless role,

The role of something full of life

and all so full of soul.

Peter Morris