My Friend the Sea

The sea is a mirror.

It reflects the rays of sunlight

Which dance along the waves.

The ocean looks blue when the sky is blue;

Gray when the fog approaches.

The wind talks to me.

When the sky is blue and the sea is calm,

The wind whispers in my ear.

But when the sky is filled with menacing clouds,

And the sea is swirling and chopping,

The wind nearly knocks me over

As it rages insults in my ear.

Yet, after the storm,

As the clouds hurry on to another place,

And the seas diminish

And the wind returns to its senses,

I am beckoned again to the sea.

Only a moment ago it shunned me

And sent me away.

But it calls me once more

And so I venture out again to meet the sea,

To play in its calm waters,

And run away when it is angry.

The wind laughs as I hasten to my friend.