I Must Go Down to the Sea

I must go down to the seas again, to 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's 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.

- John Masefield

This past week we had the privilege of enjoying my boss' condo on the beach in Florida. What a wonderful time of rest and relaxation we had!

As for the poem...my Dad read and quoted poetry to us as we were growing up and as I sat on the beach one night, this poem came to me and I quoted the first stanza to my Sweet Girl. It reminded me of how I need to be teaching her the poetry that my Dad taught us kids.