Leaving Solid Ground

I thought the earth was my reprieve, that land could keep me company;
Yet I find my longing heart longs only for the sea.
I miss her crashing waves like I miss her mystery;
And I miss her blue, her vastness reaching well into the deep.

A golden sun which sets beyond where my misty eyes can see,
Gives a light upon a hope that goes on endlessly.
I know that I must travel there; I know that I must leave,
For the love I thought I found on land was not the love for me.

It's dark and hollow here; the land a frozen sort of empty,
And for all the land is worth I cannot stand its memory.
But I know my love is out there even though I cannot see;
I know that all my longing is a longing to be free.