THE SEA

     

    Gently rolling, white topped waves

    rush in along the shores,

    that over endless years were carved

    from breaking surf with rhythmic force,

    flowing, ever flowing as the surging tides

    their rendezvous with land did seek,

    and there, upon that time washed shore

    stood I today, looking at the sea.

     

    I thought of the sea as a mighty hand

    that was before me now,

    primeval birthplace of mankind,

    to which man is ever drawn.

     

    I thought of the sea and of the shore,

    of the grains of sand on the lengthy beach

    and of the droplets of water spraying me;

    the sea, that distant years from now,

    no longer remembered by man will be.

    I liked the sea on our planet earth

    for the sea has always been good to me.

     

    HERBERT HOLZBAUER

    © DECEMBER 1962
     

Midi Title:Waters; composer: Song, Jong Kil
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