Will she

Will she meet the sea in the beauty of night
\will she embrace the waves
That beckon on her come
All the gladness of the world unknown
Will the winds of the night seal her passions
Will she be glad in the music of shores
Like she dances in the smiles of then
In the mist of all its greatness
Will she meet the dawn in the flourish
Or deny that she was touched
By such splendour
That crave her being so tenderly
\will she
For she met the glories of what she sought
In the beauty of the night