Salt and Sky

By: Benjamin Barrett

Take me beyond those silver shores,

shining beneath the sun

in a glimmer of salted winds.

Let us set sail upon the deep blue tide

and only stars to guide us.

There we shall stand upon the prow

and lay claim to the vast horizon

as if we ourselves could command

the very storms upon her shoulders.

Oh heart, my restless heart,

to glide upon the ocean spray

and hear the foaming song

of wild waves and boundless,

rolling in from far beyond;

Take me to that sanctuary,

of salt and drift and sky.

That all I ask is a fair tall ship

and the waxing of each tide.