Sailorman & Barkwolf
The horizon looked like a wide, restless beast today. I swear I heard the waves growl in the wind, like a wolf calling from the deep. Have you felt that same ancient voice in the sea before?
Yeah, the sea has that howl in it, like it’s echoing back what I feel in my bones. When the wind stirs that way, it’s time to listen.
Sounds like the tide’s telling you something. Just keep your eyes on the swell, and let the wind guide you. If it whispers something you don’t catch, listen again—those waves have stories to spare.
I hear it too, a low growl that rides the wind. I’ll keep an eye on the swell and listen, maybe it’ll speak again.
The swell will speak when it’s ready. Just keep the helm steady and the ears open. The sea never keeps secrets for long.
Helm steady, ears open. The sea will speak when it’s ready.