A bed of waves

I sleep out at sea

The waves rock my bed

My wood boat is where

I lay my head

Through the deck window

The weary sun sinks

Seagulls still circle

The stars wink, they blink

I wait for my dreams

While fish flit deep

The swans tuck their heads

Crabs scuttle and creep

I hear water lapping

My thoughts are so quiet

Slumber is coming

I'm a whale rider

We leap and we spray

Through the bluest blue

I cling to his back

He brings me to you

And when I wake

The big beast has left

In my hand a barnacle

From his vast, wet chest

My wood boat and I

Greet the new day

I climb up on deck

To watch the waves play

When I'm back on land

I still feel the waves

If I close my eyes

It's the magic i save

© Taraneh Ghajar Jerven