on looking at a photo of dear swansea bay
through the dunes and the marram grass
on down to the shore
through the flotsam on the tide line
in the surf to be sure
that the blue sea is darkening in darkening to deep
longing in look across this windy bay
way past the lighthouse you see over there
over there is a long way
past gower to the atlantic so deep
oh so deep are my thoughts when i see this again
and rocked on the cradle of this mighty main
i am dreaming i am sailing away in my sleep
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