Transfixed I stand and watch
the Tireless Sea
As its waves crash upon the shore,
spraying its white, salty foam
Against the jagged rocks and cliffs below,
then returning into itself
The tireless sea
wherein its immeasurable depth
secrets lie buried,
never to be revealed
The tireless sea whose temperament is so mystifying
it neither fears, nor needs any man
but gathers its strength from within.
By Elizabeth Tew
the Tireless Sea
As its waves crash upon the shore,
spraying its white, salty foam
Against the jagged rocks and cliffs below,
then returning into itself
The tireless sea
wherein its immeasurable depth
secrets lie buried,
never to be revealed
The tireless sea whose temperament is so mystifying
it neither fears, nor needs any man
but gathers its strength from within.
By Elizabeth Tew