We are made from the mist of the wave,

found in the fleeting rainbow,

carved by the flow of the tide. 

 

We dance in whitewash,

and sing in the swell.

 

We are as calm as the deep ocean,

and as wild as the shore break.

 

We are not chasers of the sun.

We do not hide in concrete coffins of nine to five.

 

We bask in the ever-changing moods of the coast,

crying with the sky, soaring with spirits in the wind,

and swimming with the creatures of the deep. 

 

We tell our tales in the smoke of midnight fires,

not broadcast over pocket screens

in the age of wish-away lives.

 

We are the bridge between Earth and Man,

reminding you there's more to life than what you've become.

 

We are the catalyst for the rebirth of the old world;

The world of connection. 

 

We are the saltwater souls.