My Land

The edge of my land,
Trainquil and serene
Is home to just me.
My land. My ocean.
I am the master and slave
To my ocean and land.

My waves do rock;
Ne'er violent nor stormy
But always welcoming and free.
The boats, my life,
And though they do sway
Never faulter shall they
For my mind, my grip,
Is tight, honed and Godly.

But lonely this solitude is.
Devoid of companionship,
My spirit shall stay strong and afloat
O'er a sea of azure diamonds,
Awaiting the one Goddess
That deserves the gift
Of this ocean and land.