The sound

From far away somewhere that day came sound
across the water of a quiet sea,
there was no breeze, no people were around,
there only seemed to be this sound and me.

What kind of sound it was, I can not say,
the voice it used I never heard before,
it stayed a while, then slowly went away
and never it came back to our shore.

But now and then, when I walk through a storm
and watch the waves that come and go in pace,
I wonder what it was, what kind, what form?
Was it a creature from a distant place?

As time goes by, the more it’s out of reach
that sound I heard, while standing on the beach.