28 October 2012
The sea, it glistens A shimmering blue, The yacht, it groans On sands of golden hue
Gulls are screeching Sending out their cry A seal's head is bobbing Curious but shy
A Labrador, black as coal, Is chasing down the waves, The seaweed is entwined It is the sea's slave
And on the cliff I stand A wind is blowing strong. Alone and finally happy This is where I belong
The Bay • Opuss № I