We watched the sailboats in the bay floating aimlessly, helplessly Beckoning to the call of the elements. I watched the tide crashing on the rocky shore, Listened to the sea birds sing, Breathed in the sulfuric air, But I couldn’t look at you. The water erodes the rocks The rocks don’t seem to mind. The sea is a harsh mother Yet the sailors set out daily Relinquishing control, Accepting love, enduring censure Grant me that serenity