Calling

Out of the winds of the sea,
Along with the mist and the waves,
Here comes a creature of heavens...
Her skin is as fair as the marble,
Her eyes are alive in the dark.
Her watery lips whisper songs,
The curls in her hair hide the world.

She rides on the tides of the sea,
She glides along coasts and follows the boats,
She flies in the night in our dreams
And she drips pearls of sky in our eyes.

She softly caresses our souls,
She gives us her ardor and peace,
She watches the children asleep,
She blesses the couples with love.

The morning falls on her face,
She smiles and returns in her heart.

She travels back to the shores
And she melts in the mist and the breeze,
Leaving behind magic dust,
And whispers and giggles and laughter.

She knows we don't know,
She hopes we will know,
She'll guide us to the source,
She'll teach us the way of the soul.
She only follows her calling,
For she is the Muse of us all.