Cadence

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.