By cliffs of stone and waves untamed,
Helene, the goddess, her name proclaimed,
With storm-bound eyes and winds that cry,
She reigns where sea and sky collide.
Her whispers call the daring near,
To taste the salt, to know no fear.
But those who build too close to shore,
Shall feel the wrath she has in store.
She summons clouds, the skies grow dark,
Her storm a beast, her lightning spark,
With thunder’s roar and oceans wild,
She sweeps away both man and child.
For none may claim the sea’s embrace,
Without her hand, without her grace.
Helene, who wields the storm with glee,
Destroys all who challenge the wild sea.
