Take me up and away, so I spin and dive like a trapeze artist.

My inner buoyancy has expanded, so I can ride each crest you send. The time is now for courage and the light in the dark.

St Michael guards this spot, and the comings and goings of both water and earth navigators. Modern man must call for his sword, to guard the pure of heart.

Raise anew the Portuguese spirt, and the soul of this land whose frontier you protect. She is in need of the passion and purpose of this ocean. Her ancient friend, ally and foe.

You crashed rocks long before man quested to conquer you. Mighty is your power. Magnificent is your depth. Holy is your guiding hand.

The sirens sing to guide us home through the raging tempest. A lagoon awaits down the years. The North Star orientates our ordinance.

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