GULLWIND

See the starfish shine.

Paddle lightly through the narrows,
out beyond the shoals and shallows, drifting free. 

Out to where the floats are strung,
all around my nets are hung, deep with plenty, 

laden deep with plenty.
See the riches that have been sent me from the sea.

And a pelican cries, as the dolphins rise, 

into the clear blue skies.

See the minnows gently splashing,
scales below the surface flashing, silver white.
Soon the larger fish will come,
‘neath my boat the schools will run, sleek and slender, 

oh, so sleek and slender,
as the soothing sun surrenders to the night.

Hear the wavelets softly lapping,
sails unfurled and slowly flapping in the wind. 

Oh, my boat upon the currents ride,
carried on the restless tide, to the mainland, 

over to the mainland,
there to touch upon the warm sand, 

once again.