Land of Salt-less Seas

The sun shines not from sky nor ground

but from the souls of youthful men

I splash and toss in summer lakes

to grasp a moment newly found

Near Lake of Huron I lust and pray

and soak in the sounds of bustling life

my skin become the silky night

for the sacred lies in the profane

O' heart of rivers travel low

to meet me in great salt-less seas

and when I see God in the gaps

I walk the seas glazed from the cold

From northern lights to suburb homes

I know no land more home to me

still splash in play til' bones are bare

while masses from the mitten roam

Flee afar to golden lands

ne'er shall you forget your roots

for mind, muscle, blood and bone

forever shall be Michigan grown