The sea sleeps with silent battles, <br />Such force met with the waiting widow. <br />Her smile as slow as the tides, rising. <br />She tunes her patience with stormy petrel songs <br />And here she accompanies hope, <br />Warm, in her blanket of dreams, <br />Eyeing the sea, the husband, <br />And its raging possibilities. <br /> <br />And here the sea returns her smile <br />Chanting her husband’s name, <br />His path, his death, his victories. <br />Rising and rolling and breaking, <br />Polishing his name like a spear <br />Straight through her hopes. <br />And she cries.<br /><br />Masiela Lusha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sea-war-s-widow/
