I was a boy
Upon your shore,
You were the ocean fast and pure.
All I could think to do each day, was how to get lost inside your waves.
Then I was a youth
Upon your cliff,
You were the mountain sharp and fit.
All I could think to do each day, was how to behave.
Then I was a man
Inside your field,
You were the landscape vast and real.
I confessed my love to you each day, and I would get lost inside your face.
Now as an old man,
Wiping your tears, holding your hand as I calm your fears.
The day comes when you, you finally go, and I am left here with half of my soul.
Now I sit alone,
Wayward and hurt as all of the things
That I called my Earth,
Have moved beyond sight, have moved beyond feel.
When the fear of death sets in,
If we all die then I’ll die smiling.
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