Listen, hear, I am but a gull whose feathers
raise against offshore winds, but the sea,
the sea sent me with words for you.
I waited by the shore break, passed
many days, tides, and angry rain, for the sea
spoke, called forth the sun. As I rode
his rolling surf, he sung of his love for you,
the furious storms that frightened you away.
He knew you trembled in your sleep, dreamt
of being swept away under his dark waves.
He quieted, and waited for your sun to return.
“Gull,” he cried, “She will come back. Tell her
not to go. Look upon my gentle calm.”
And I was part of the sea, and believed.
You sat with the sea all that day, felt, heard,
listened his song of calm, until the clouds
pulled across the sun, though he fought them,
they were angry, and dark. The sea tried,
and tried to hold his calm but the dark
clouds and wind were joined, and the waves
swelled, and louder, crashed, higher and soon,
you were trembling again, and left. I was sorry.
And the sea still cries for you.
One of my favorite landscape photos to take…birds on the beach. Beautiful poem..
thanks, this seagull followed me all afternoon 🙂
Well done, Sarah!
Sarah, your words are always so amazingly touching, they grip my heart always.
thank you, Benjamin – much like your artwork does for me 🙂
Wow. Absolutely beautiful.
thank you so much 🙂
Hi Sarah!! Wow!! We are on a wavelength quite literally today. A gorgeous poem as pretty as the picture–deeper than I know and like the ocean in that respect. 🙂
This is just beautiful, full of yearning. Love the ocean trying to stay calm 🙂 and the photo is great too!
thank you so much 🙂
this is an amazing photo Sarah… do you take your own images?
thank you for the compliment, and, yes, all of the photos on the blog are taken by me 🙂
PS And a beautiful poem…
thank you 🙂
Wonderful poem and photo Sarah.
thank you very much
You’re very welcome Sarah.
Wonderful! The title reminds me of Hemingway’s The Sun Still Rises One of the most boring books I ever read and after I tried to understand it I was happy that it was a boring book indeed.