Hearken to the Sea,
The secrets she keeps.
Bide to her waters,
For her wisdom is deep.
Honor yourself as you do with thine lady,
Also with those who you treat as thy matey.
With love and respect you shall give to all,
Expect to those who have treated you wrong.
When turning the other cheek does not suffice,
Ask thou mother to eat them alive.
Heed to the winds,
For they blow with grace,
Slow and steady wins the race.
Dance with the moon every night,
Even when there is no light.
By the salt of the sea,
I shall follow this creed.
This is my will,
So mote it be.