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I stretch out my hands; who will clasp them?
I call,—thou repliest no word.
Oh, why should heart-longing be weaker
Than the waving wings of a bird!
To thee, my Love, to thee—
So fain would I come to thee!
For the tide ’s at rest from east to west,
And I look across the sea.

There ’s joy in the hopeful morning,
There ’s peace in the parting day,
There ’s sorrow with every lover
Whose true love is far away.
To thee, my Love, to thee—
So fain would I come to thee!
And the water ’s bright in a still moonlight,
As I look across the sea.

Sat upon the mountain, high above the world below,
The stars in the sky twinkled with a burning glow.
Heart ached with loneliness in the silence of the night,
In darkness deep and void of light,
sought the spark that reignites the fight.

The ocean, the shore, feels the waves crash against my feet,
My heart begins to race, a feeling hard to beat.
The moon, like a lantern,
guides through the dark depths of my soul.
Soaring above the clouds,
and reaching for the stars with the wings unfold.

The wind ceases its whispering,
allowing to hear the echoes of the past,
Recognizes the melody of life,
intertwined with the harmony of love that lasts.

With renewed purpose and clarity gained,
she left the ocean behind,
Continues her journey along with the life that she signed.

Felt the rhythmic swaying of the ship and the sound of waves crashing,
Yearns to once again feel the wind in her hair and the salt on her lips.
Inhaled a deep breath of salty air,
savouring the moment before exhaling,
With all the hate she bears and the love that is undying.

Sail into my arms, let me show you my love.