Dire Waters

For time past remembering

I have talked to the sea

Above all beloved for

Not speaking back to me

Silent friend throughout the years

Of much of harm and strife

Fierce, infuriated

Now comes to claim my life

Hand clutching the ship-rail

Appears to be my own

So miserably frail

Flesh, sinews, blood and bone

Elegance of its craft

I had never realised

In deadly peril only is

Beauty therein regocnized

Towards oblivion I´ve fared

A thousand nautical miles

For eyes unveiled at last

Sea-level reflects emerald