I will rake the sea of her salts
Break and halt
Her steady score
Grain by grain
Till my ocean
Is sweet as before
Make this my campaign
For a goodness’ sake
I will rake
And rake in vain
Her tides
Bring me more
And she rips
Through the tines
Sieves out from my shore
In the ache
But flakes of her reign
I will rake
And make
My sea sweet again
For I will see
In all the art
The raking of the sea
Is all really
A quake that part
The yous from me