Song of the Sea-Wind
When the sun sets over the long blue wave I spring from my couch of rest,
And I hurtle and boom over leagues of foam That toss in the weltering west,
I pipe a hymn to the headlands high, My comrades forevermore,
And I chase the tricksy curls of foam O'er the glimmering sandy shore.
The moon is my friend on clear, white nights When I ripple her silver way,
And whistle blithely about the rocks Like an elfin thing at play;
But anon I ravin with cloud and mist And wail 'neath a curdled sky,
When the reef snarls yon like a questing beast, And the frightened ships go by.
I scatter the dawn across the sea Like wine of amber
From a crystal goblet all far and fine Where the morning star is hung;
I blow from east and I blow from west Wherever my longing be-The wind of the land is a hindered thing But the ocean wind is free!
Lucy Maud Montgomery
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