“Few years lost at sea,
crashing, foam, and I found me.
Look my way just after I wave.
Thought a mermaid might walk on land,
but when I reached out, she flew past my hand.
Up in the sky a fin waved goodbye.
I must admit, I was either early or late again.
So I went for a swim.”
Watched a captain walk the left coast.
“Finally saw a sail and swore it was a ghost.”
Down by the shore, two eyes asked for more.
“More one more time.
Few years lost at sea,
crashing, foam, and I found me.
Look my way just after I wave.”
He stopped, we sat and talked about it.
“Do you still believe the sea?
Crashing, foam, and I found me.”