'j.m.w.Turner skies'

"I must go down to the seas again.. 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 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".

"Sea Fever"... John Masefield.