No blue calm sea

The wind blows hard
Straight up the sound
Where whitecaps roll
Against the tide

The scene reminds
Of days gone by
The stormy times
The years I lost

Blown well off course
Blown all to hell
But I rowed back
Against the swell

And now I rest
In sheltered cove
Holed up and safe
Won’t venture forth

The storm awaits
Won’t be put off
I’ll have to ride
The waves again

Truth be told
I kind of miss
The wild ride
The hard drive back

This small respite
Is all I’ll need
Can’t say I love
A blue calm sea