Great Poetry

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

• Song of the Wave

• The strong shore is my beloved

• And I am his sweetheart.

• We are at last united by love, 

• and then the moon draws me from him.

• I go to him in haste and depart

• Reluctantly, with manyLittle farewells.

•  I steal swiftly from behind the

• Blue horizon to cast the silver of

• My foam upon the gold of his sand, and

• We blend in melted brilliance.

• I quench his thirst and submerge his

• Heart; he softens my voice and subdues

• My temper.At dawn I recite the rules of love upon

• His ears, and he embraces me longingly.

• At eventide I sing to him the song of

• Hope, and then print smooth hisses upon

• His face; I am swift and fearful, but he

• Is quiet, patient, and thoughtful.

• His broad bosom soothes my restlessness. 

• As the tide comes we caress each other,

• When it withdraws, I drop to his feet in

• Prayer. 

• Many times have I danced around mermaids 

• As they rose from the depths and rested

• Upon my crest to watch the stars;

• Many times have I heard lovers complain 

• Of their smallness,

• and I helped them to sigh.

• Many times have I teased the great rocks

• And fondled them with a smile, but never

• Have I received laughter from them;

• Many times have I lifted drowning souls

• And carried them tenderly to my beloved

• Shore. He gives them strength as he

• Takes mine. 

• Many times have I stolen gems from the

• Depths and presented them to my beloved

• Shore. He takes them in silence, but still

• I give fro he welcomes me ever. 

• In the heaviness of night, 

• when all creatures seek the ghost of Slumber,

• I Sit up, singing at one time and sighing. 

• At another. I am awake always. 

• Alas! Sleeplessness has weakened me!

• But I am a lover, and the truth of love

• Is strong.

• I may be weary, but I shall never die.

That's amazing.  Is it yours?

Boru