a seafaring tale

A Seafarer’s Tale

I have seen the mountains when they
were raging seas, taller than Everest,
yet with a ballet dancer’s grace, leap
across the stage of nature to the music
of Thor’s thunder and howling winds

Steady sea-legs now, hold on to an iron
railing, stay clear! Or the sea will bury
us under tons of water never to be seen
again. Yes, have seen peaks jive before
they turned into solid, silent rocks.