I sat between the breakwaters, Watched the sea Make its endless dance. It needs no command, No decision, It has no vision Of past or present, Thinks not of tomorrow For all are irrelevance. The sea was And is And will ever be.
But for me The dance will one day cease, The music will stop and I shall be Just a memory.
So I need to dance more While I can, Hear louder music than before, Sing and be glad For the days I am given So the memory Is of joy, not sorrow And I’ll not think Of tomorrow Until it comes.