Baby in the Sea

Is there a baby lost at sea,
Cradled in the windlashed foam?
Destitute cries of gulls
Form lullabies
Swelling and fading
Then scattering over the sky.

Is there a hope for the godless waves
That love abandons with each dawn?
Forsaken ebb tide
Reclaims ambition
Rest here in your arms
Then carry me into the night