Magic Sea

Magic Sea

You alone can make a sea

With eyes of blue, and measurelessly deep

With transparent heart --

'Tis you

All hidden with endless mystery.

With flying fish perching,

On Your silver hair of surf dancing,

Somber sea gulls resting

On Your rich watery tresses

As the sun bestows its kisses

And makes them shine,

O Goddess, blue Brine,

Intoxicating all votaries with Your wine,

Your ever blushing scenic face

Surging in all secret solace --

Who, who could make this blue-eyed maiden

But You alone, ah You?

Man may make a myriad things that be

A little while;

But You alone can make a MAGIC SEA.