I saw the poem "Sea Fever" by John Masefield and decided that it reminded
me quite a lot of the Grey Havens. So I wrote my own version, and here it
is:
Western Seas
I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a grey ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wind's kick and the moon's song and my homeland slowly fading,
And silver glass on the sea's face, and the grey curtain shading.
I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the westward tide
Is a lonely call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the cold tears falling,
And the spray ahead, and my world behind, and the white gulls calling.
I must go down to the sea again, to the end of war and strife,
To the lord's place and the Lady's place, and peace through all my life;
And all I ask is a shining light on the watery days of yore,
And a quiet sleep and a sweet dream in the land of Valinor.
me quite a lot of the Grey Havens. So I wrote my own version, and here it
is:
Western Seas
I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a grey ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wind's kick and the moon's song and my homeland slowly fading,
And silver glass on the sea's face, and the grey curtain shading.
I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the westward tide
Is a lonely call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the cold tears falling,
And the spray ahead, and my world behind, and the white gulls calling.
I must go down to the sea again, to the end of war and strife,
To the lord's place and the Lady's place, and peace through all my life;
And all I ask is a shining light on the watery days of yore,
And a quiet sleep and a sweet dream in the land of Valinor.