The seas only gift

Where darkened horizon gives way, and souls storms become cloudless sky

Where past worlds end and safe harbour doesnae exist, earth blends tae starry universe beyond

Where the roar is quieted in it's savagery, tae become a sound that soothes as soft as a hum

This is the sea's only gift, where only the steadfast will survive

To find hearts desire unimpeded, and where forge souls tae thrive

A Rogues poem, by Joseph Friend