a poem i thought i would share with all of you... (i didn't write it btw)

the sea laments
the livelong day,
fringing its waste of sand;
cries back the wind from the whispering shore -
no words i understand;
yet echoes in my heart a voice,
so far, as near, as these -
the wind that weeps,
the solemn surge
of strange and lonely seas

to me, the wonder of poems is that i can just read it and intepret it the way i want to, in retrospect with my life. that's the beauty of it... the use of language to form such immaculate stanzas of verse.......