The Call of the Deep Day by day, the moon is growing Stronger, stronger, sounds its call, Rise oh rise, you mighty ocean Hearken, hearken, heed my call. Softly swaying, silent ocean Straining towards the growing light, Craning, tethered, restless motion Reaching, reaching, to the night. Day by day, the moon is growing Hearken, hearken, hear its call. White foam frenzied waves are flying Leaping, galloping to the sky, Hear the earth’s eternal sighing From the bed where waters lie. Moaning, crooning, rolling motion Whispered wind is Mother's sigh, Scolding now the roiling ocean Singing soft her lullaby. Day by day, the moon is growing Hearken, will you heed its call? Towering walls of wrath and rage Battle the constraining binds, Hurdle past the unseen chains Soon free to leave the earth behind. Suddenly pausing, poised mid-flight Listening close, feeling the calls Day by day, my moon’s now full Waters, hear your Mother’s sigh, Heed you must my call, my pull You belong right where you lie. Afore they crest, the waves are falling Out, rush out, back to the sea, Bowing and swaying, humbly obeying Heeding the voice, the call of the deep. |