You asked why I so loved the sea
Despite it’s cruel salted roar
The answer seemeth clear to me:
When all else changes hour by hour
A wave a wave will always be
I trust not man’s meandering ways
They last ‘till “Stop” sayest he
And vary from day to night to day
Yet still the sea the sea will always be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem