Sea

I should like to live by the sea;
it always feels like coming home,
like I am coming back to me.

A house on a beach would suit me,
where I can see the white waves foam;
I should like to live by the sea.

The shore is where the start of life be;
returning, however I roam:
like I am coming back to me.

From storms shelter under the lee,
watch the sky from under ship's dome.
I should like to live by the sea.

Nothing soothes like wind in the tree,
susurrus of wave, cosmic ohm,
like I am coming back to me.

Though hurricane batter the key
and darken the sky like the gloam,
I should like to live by the sea -
like I am coming back to me.