A tale is told, a dawning dream,


    now rising into windless skies,


    a gentle truth, ''neath starlight gleam,


    where hope is born and madness dies


    Ebb and flow, the tide brings in,


    a light and truth forevermore,


    all quiet lies and hidden sin,


    our hopes and dreams, here washed ashore.


    There''ll be no sadness of farewell,


    The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.no hopelessness when I embark,


    and then upon the ev''ning bell


    we''ll sail together in the dark,


    I seek the truth with aged hands


    and find nothing when twilight falls,


    Upon the navy night we stand,


    within the silence, wait enthralled,


    A tale is told beneath the glow


    of those who stand upon the sea


    and dance upon the ebb and flow:


    the restless ones, forever free