The wind horns of the sea I can hear them as I struggle to sleep the sound is hypnotising me and sapping my strength drawn to stand I take slant through a small window no need to wonder a full moon occupied my vision.
The strength and power gave an answer for the swell on a sea that hunts without sight or mercy the vulnerable.
I turned and laid upon my bed at least safe for now and the sea cried, sleep calm and take rest oh vulnerable man fore that is what we are.