Winter's Breath

Beneath my feet moonbeams walk
Across the heaving ocean's seas
Magic snow drifts from the smiling waves
Spindrift climbs up the shining lee

Weather side, where no man walks
But where the singing dark tides talk
Intent upon its tremendous strength
Along the deck the sea does stalk

Just a loose wrong turned wedge
Where seas and wind lift the canvas warp
Sending hatch boards to the blackened sky
Dark shapes as though they fly

Albert Ross above the heaving seas
A laughing soul no storm can please
Waiting, wings that will enfold
Those that are lost among the winter storms.