White sails, hope unfurled, wind-whipped, slicing the sea.
Ocean spray, salt taste, stinging the face, a foretaste.
Bow bounding into blue mystery, riding high, and happy at the helm.
We are bound together on a high adventure, and joined with the sea, we become three.
The blue expanse, the unfathomable depths, I feel the sea beginning to rise in me.
Life preserver within reach, I could jump and float, but the blue depths keep drawing and calling.
I lean in, let go of helm, grasp the mast, and freely bind myself to thee, as we go into the sea.