The lonesome cottage
Marooned, upon grains of white
In the uncaring glimmer
Before tides of piercing blue

Renewed day to day
In their faithful crash
The unyielding tussle
Beneath unblemished skies

A home sprawled open
Mute and hollow
Retains the earthly chorus
Cherishing, each season’s pass

The stern and silent haven
Ever-patient and quaint
Rests only within my clutches
Within the folds
Of my tireless reveries