The sea came rushing to the shore;
The sky came rushing to the sea;
And all the seamen’s tales and lore
Came rushing to my memory.
The tales of storms and heaving seas,
Of typhoons, hurricanes and squalls,
Of wild winds send by fate to tease,
And of courage sent to brave them all.
I saw the waves and felt the foam;
I felt the wind with her soft touch;
My heart went out and longed to roam
Among the sea, the wind and such.
carol kerr buckles 1968