Two Sails

Windblown wives of seamen
Always waiting always gazing
Like statues of sand-pale hearts
Of rock quiet in their longing til
Hope dwarfs their true fear and
Two sails reappear
Breathless wives of saemen
Always scouting silently shouting
Horizon has gone and sun has set
Deaf is the wild sea
Til hope fades their firm fright and
Two sails come in sight