Year: 
2014

Many years ago, this day,
As lingering clouds
Brought out the morning rays,
I heard the east wind drown
In the sound of the ocean spray.
 
She came in nightly
On a foaming swell,
Lady floating lightly
On a seaborne shell.
 
“Oh bury me not
In the deep blue sea;
Oh bury me not
Where the cold wind flees.”
 
I carried her home
For miles and miles . . .
If only I’d known
It was just for a while.
 
The words unsaid, undone—
Gone before our time had run.
 
The whispers ceased
As her lips turned blue . . .
And in the dark distance
A cold raven flew.
 
For Death has always his shade
As the light begins to fade
In the smoke that’s now her face,
A wind that leaves no trace.
 
And I persist . . .
But across the sea
She lingers like a mist
In the western breeze.

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