Rough; Charged; Tall as Mount Everest; Boiling blood in waves of rage;— You blow them all, by a gentle breeze;— Back on to your cozy lap. Is that all because you want to build a nest;— Not perfect but, but a better one of phoenix feathers?
At first sight, you may not get the hidden deeper meaning which I tried to interpret. It may sound incomplete, but it is not... From this poem, Ode to the seas, it conveys the Bond of a Family & how it differs. I guess, even you have some kind of problem happening in your family. Just think for a second about this I say, during your whole time, haven't a single problem arose in your family? Have you ever thought about why its so? Why its not perfect?... In my opinion, as I try to convey in my poem, perfect families mean that they have no such thing called family bonds...