Cadence
Mar 12
1 min read
When death and I do finally meet
please bring the sea my flesh and bones.
A slip knot ‘round my ankles, please,
and fasten to a stone.
By darkest night or light of day,
a strong hull to the waves.
Out to where the waters roll,
let ocean be my grave.
My voice will join a chorus strong.
The rhythm of my heart will beat
in cadence with the ocean’s song,
no victory and no defeat.
Flesh to the fish, a promise to keep. Soul to the sea, a dream ever sleep.
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