The ocean is a thing of beauty and power

And also heartless as it engulfs those

Who have gone astray in it...

It invites us into its mystery,

As we advance entranced

In answer to its Siren call…

Desirous of the calming waves,

The crashing of its rhythmic spume...

It mirrors the peace and passion

We feel in our beloved’s arms…

We believe we have come home,

Until caught disquieted

By the approaching tempest,

On a day like any other but not...

When we can do no more after

Endlessly struggling to stay atop

The unremitting waves,

The float thrown too thin for the task...

We are finally, weakly submerged in its depths,

Our adieu to a love we believed seaworthy…