Seasons on the Sea

His dark eyes are lost in the sunset 

His mind is back in Cherokee 

These waters are trying to threat 

No longer on the banks of the Luftee 

I was raised a son of a gun 

No elders cared for me 

He is from the mountain 

And I was born of sea 

These seasons on the sea 

They salt the hungry soul 

Like tears, they disagree 

As the years take their toll 

Hopeful words lie stationary 

Yet somehow they save 

Letters that hold the key 

To the treasure I never gave 

I tell him we are all at sea 

No matter what’s beneath our souls 

He smiles and looks away from me 

I cannot fathom what’s below 

These seasons on the sea 

They salt the hungry soul 

Like tears, they disagree 

As the years take their toll 

The seawater floods my eyes 

The stormfall is like a henge 

He looks to Great Thunder and cries 

All of our regrets avenge 

Where the waters greet the shore 

And the clouds cape the creek 

We are anchored evermore 

To the treasures we fear to seek 

These seasons on the sea 

They salt the hungry soul 

Like tears, they disagree 

As the years take their toll 

Copyright Beth Sutton Aquarius 9/2018

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