Calm are the seas I travel now,
the sail is down,
how tranquil is the ocean.
I drift past the deserted islands
with their scattered palms and
I lay on the deck, with bronzed
skin and a salty mouth.
Calm are my seas as
I remember you with love…
The soft magnolia smell of warm breezes
whispers through my hair,
all is blue, placid and serene,
You are here in my memory beloved.
Always as essential as the mainstay.
Calm are my seas now…