The Call of the Deep

The Call of the Deep

Day by day, the moon is growing
  Stronger, stronger, sounds its call,
Rise oh rise, you mighty ocean
  Hearken, hearken, heed my call.

Softly swaying, silent ocean
  Straining towards the growing light,
Craning, tethered, restless motion
  Reaching, reaching, to the night.

Day by day, the moon is growing
  Hearken, hearken, hear its call.

White foam frenzied waves are flying
  Leaping, galloping to the sky,
Hear the earth’s eternal sighing
  From the bed where waters lie.

Moaning, crooning, rolling motion
  Whispered wind is Mother's sigh,
Scolding now the roiling ocean
  Singing soft her lullaby.
                   
Day by day, the moon is growing
  Hearken, will you heed its call?

Towering walls of wrath and rage
  Battle the constraining binds,
Hurdle past the unseen chains
  Soon free to leave the earth behind. 

Suddenly pausing, poised mid-flight
  Listening close, feeling the calls

Day by day, my moon’s now full
  Waters, hear your Mother’s sigh,
Heed you must my call, my pull
  You belong right where you lie.
 

Afore they crest, the waves are falling
  Out, rush out, back to the sea,
Bowing and swaying, humbly obeying
  Heeding the voice, the call of the deep.