In the hold of simplicity
My stern and faithful refuge
I craft until I am brimmed
Weighed down with satisfaction

Whole
In the caring
Clutches of serenity
As familiarity wafts
The warm fragrances of home

Salted seas
And afternoon wisps
Lash away at my skin
While I passionately reminisce

The tussle never quiets
In the vengeful, frothing tide
For it gives and it gives
Until once meek reveries
Overflow