The Oceans Mist

You’re all alone relaxing on the bow,
Thinking of nothing but the time of now.
The ocean's mist is spraying in your face
Planning your day at a relaxing pace
Watching the sea life as they all swim past
Stumbling and slipping you climb the mast
Letting loose all the sails and all the line,
Taking a short break out for you to dine.
You drop your anchor as night falls
Hearing just the wind and waves as they call.