Ocean Eulogy

At last I’ve found my way,

midnight thoughts on watery shore,

sweet sands of time smoothed

by silky hands of death, a chorus

resounding in white water of life,

boaters waving goodbye, sailing by,

my secrets sealed forever in inky sea.

Steel blue of promises remembering

youth of summer in power of tides,

clouds parting to shine rays of reality.

Death struts in sparkled joy on my sea

forever rhythms on final oceanic night,

sculpted tides shattering crystal world.

Fog settles on my tomb as smell of salt

lingers in air - teardrops of weeping water,

seashells on my grave with birds circling

living on in those that dance with the sea.