Crashbox

An ocean swell...
Salt on the breeze
O ring the bell
That draws men to the seas

I feel the clammy mist
In my face and hair
I cannot resist
The dark ocean's dare

Must ride the waves
Cold in the storm
My atrophied soul craves
A bold break from the norm

To be strong...
To be a man
To see God in the struggle
To filled with humble awe...