As old as time sitting on the edge of the sacred cave Sifting and sorting the sand between her salty mortal toes Sky on sky, bluer than blue All that she can see Ocean rolling in and out without end timeless and majestic, sifting and sorting the glinting pebbles and creatures Crashing In and out, in and out Rolling and pulling from her again and again Foamy and fragile giant sea Aching and pulling back from thee Ancient cliffs, enchanted forests Gifts of the earth for the moon spun vampire