Sea Fever

I had to go to Sydney today for an appointment so decided I would take the "Mini Mo" for a run.  That's short for Miniature Motel by the way :-)
It was so lovely to see the sea again.  It was a blue, blue sky and the waves were just gently rolling in.  It reminded me of John Masefield's poem "Sea Fever".  I bet most of my blip buddies know this one!!


I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

 

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; 

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

 

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.