Is this your best ten minute relaxation today?
Channel: PoetryInMotion
Date: 2024-04-07

Is this your best ten minute relaxation today?

Welcome to Poetry in Motion – where relaxing music and video come together with poetic verse to help you take the stress out of everyday life.

In today's world we all need to relax and destress - even if it's just for ten minutes. These videos allow you to switch off and chill for a short time which is all you really need. Whenever you feel life is weighing you down, just view one of our videos to instantly recharge your batteries.

This video is all about the magic of the sea with verse by three fabulous poets:

Timestamps:
00:00 Poetry in Motion – The Sea
02:10 Poetry in Motion poem 1 “Sea Fever” by John Masefield
05:16 Poetry in Motion poem 2 “Crossing the Bar” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
07:40 Poetry in Motion poem 3 “Sea Waves” By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Poem 1 “Sea Fever” by John Masefield 
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide,
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

Poem 2 “Crossing the Bar” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.

But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep,
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark.

For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place,
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face,
When I have crossed the bar.

Poem 3 “Sea Waves” By Ella Wheeler Wilcox 
The sea waves are singing a passionate song,
The ocean’s great voice is unchained;
It rushes along, so rapid and strong,
And tells of the tempests it’s feigned.

It sighs in a minor, it laughs in a major,
It sobs like a soul in despair,
And then, like a harper, it strikes a grand chord,
And plays with a strength past compare.

It murmurs and sways, it prances and plays,
It swings with a rhythm divine;
It lashes the rocks, then lightly it mocks,
With a touch that is almost benign.

It whispers and wails, it shrieks and it quails,
It seems like a sentient thing;
And the dirges it sings and the paens it brings
To the soul are as baffling.

The sea waves are singing a passionate song,
And the hearts of the millions are thrilled;
We know not the meaning, we care not the end,
We only know life is fulfilled.

The original music you are listening to is called "The Sea" and was composed and performed by Jon Dalrymple © copyright 2024.

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