Philosophers and poets,
Have watched the rolling sea
Listened to its constant roar,
Speculted and lifted pen
Contemplating fore daring
To set down their intense
And weighty speculations,
In dark and gloomy dens,
As lovers wandered down
To dip their feet in water's edge
Exchanging kisses and dreams,
Knowing more about the sea,
Than their somber predecessors.
Donovan Baldwin
