
Must it mean the dream of the sea
has left forever
if now I must leave to live outside of that
most inside of me,
that home of homes that named me,
that sent me coursing
over waves, above the shifting
tides, even the rivers within the sea.
Fr. Kevin Burke, SJ
Only now, I see, I must live, outside the inside
and inside the outside, Both.
And where home has lost its way, my way of the sea
may bring her back, bring home back to home.