I'Ll Be Sailing To The Open Blue Sea Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I'll be sailing to the open blue sea
Where the silvery waves are going out
With the wings of fresh morning that's quite free
Through the daydreaming without any doubt
Every hope shall be rolling tall and brave
Within billows so high in the shaking
Through rippling of waves the ocean gave
To the in fjords and gales in their making

We're winners to new corners of the world
To the faraway islands and their shore
With every circling wave that there whirled
And are in need of fresh dreams to explore
I'll be sailing to hope in my open boat
Bringing music from my heart that I wrote