Above The Quiet Sea Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Above the quiet sea
Where waves are waving
Love songs forever to be
And each heart is craving
Dreams that never come true
Only meet the lonely night
In its epoch flow renew
And their lost of tall flight

Where the billows are high
In their moments going
And their futures still lie
In surges of fresh flowing
For reality of the peaceful
In the windmills of the old
Every unfathomable is dull
With no moments to hold

Above schedules in making
That never becomes a plan
With their certainty waking
Every sun dreaming wan
Through openness of afar
Where the sails find a beach
From the guidance of a star
That the courses thru teach