sábado, 2 de fevereiro de 2008

Alaskan Verses - Sonnet # 10

Alaska, spirit of the sea
these shores of enchantment
at the north of the continent
In the boats where I'd be

Blue seas of Pacific
we take everything that we eat
In the boat, beneath my feet
There's Poseidon's rage, but without panic

The seas might be dangerous
These men's got a courage
The fisherman loves that he does

They know how to face the Nature's forces
Poseidon shows his rage
In this big ocean may be our weaknesses