-- The Romance of the Sea --

Blustering and raw, we sailed upon her
Masters of our mistress
She yielded to us and we to her
Sometimes we argued; always she won

She gave us conquest
Seeking gold, spices, Empire
She bore our treasures upon her breast

We kept no boundaries
No map defined borders
Each horizon opened further vistas; beyond
We might fall
Tumbling forever in a neverending torrent
Together we approached the edge of eternity
Until returning
From another direction
We knew her limits
With that circle completed
Love turned to everyday habit.