Strong, as the winds on the ocean,
More beautiful than when the sun kisses the water.
Her voice lulls like a wave’s gentle motion,
A beauty so powerful I find my voice stutters.
Engrossed by the Majesty of her soulful eyes,
like a ship lost in a vast sea.
From this mariner you will hear no cries,
I am not lost, I’m right where I need to be.
Her soft smiles outglow the brightest night star,
Fourteen hundred miles till I can hold my Mar.