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| Ocean's Between Us | |
| By Ane | ||
| 18 July 2008 | ||
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It's a little long but I wonder what people think of it? It was warm and bright that summer day, the wind did never stir; The weeks were near to autumn, and the leaves had begun to turn— A girl sat waiting near the edge, the shore of the salty sea, And he walked towards the girl he loved— who he thought he’d never leave. She turned and saw him walking there— a smile lit her face, But he looked sadly into her eyes And the smile began to fade— His soul was desperate and distant: His voice broken, the words dripping with pain. He told her he had to go, “Not for long,” he said in sorrow, “We’ll be together yet again, after those long tomorrows;” The sun shone down upon his face, she looked sadly to the sky— She bit her lip until it bled and prepared for the goodbye. “Let us have not one more kiss, our bodies’ part but not our souls; Although the day warms the ocean Deep down I feel cold”— She looks at him as if betrayed But he takes her hands gently and whispers “I know.” “Look to the deep waters, where the waves dance upon the shore; Step out each morning and I am with you as before— As the sun rises each day we’ll both wade into the ocean And it will carry to us our separated devotion.” He offered these words as a parting gift; The magic of the lands and seas Come together to join their rift, They turn from each other, they walk away, And each by the other was profoundly missed. Autumn passed to winter, and though the water was cold Each lover stepped into the sea— three steps it took to behold: Three steps from the shores and there they were— They could see the other to ease the burn. They stepped into the waters each and every day While the sun rose in the sky; And by this simple way— Which passed as if a dream— Their love endured, it even thrived, it ever cased to fade. On one last summer morning, after a year and a day had passed, One, two three; the girl looked to her boy and she asked: “When are you coming home, my love— when are you coming home? I’ve been waiting for so long, and I’ve been so alone.” “Soon,” he said, “I promise it will be very soon— For I have no more need of this place, And I yearn to be with you.” Their hearts kissed farewell, The two parted yet again; it was only hard to do. Time continued on its dutiful course, the tides moved still— Yet the boy’s journey was delayed, for he grew deathly ill; His fever tied him to his bed and kept him from the sea, But his girl, that poor girl, she didn’t know what to think. She wadded through the water in hope and, soon, despair— After winter turned to spring, The boy still wasn’t there; The girl searched the waves in vain: She came to believe he would never again come, for he no longer cared. Her heart cried the tears her eyes refused, the pain she couldn’t stand; And one cold day in her misery she walked from the land— One, two, three— then four: each extra step she took Led her one wave deeper in the ocean, which trembled and shook. The water moved above her head and it took away her life; The seas churned with their grief, It was a fearsome sight: And somewhere in a distant room The boy grew cold, his fever broke: he awoke to a moonless night. Still so weak, still so frail— he made his way to the shore— He sought his lady, his one true love, to be with her as before; But when he stepped into the deep, though the waves grew calm, He saw nothing, felt nothing, and sensed that it was wrong. Then something brushed against his leg: he looked down and saw The girl’s body in the waters, As dead as leaves in fall; Yet still pale and beautiful— Untouched by time or decay, she was as if sleeping calm. The boy saw that his love was gone; he fell down to his knees— He gave in to the sickness and his heart slowed its beat: His eyes grew dim, his breath—shallow; the tide soon came The waves crashed above his head, and the sea became his grave. The oceans grew sad at their lost love, the skies themselves cried, A tragic misunderstanding Was the only reason they died; The earth mourned for three days straight, Death himself looked on in shame, for without him they’d be alive. But all was not as it seemed, it was not at an end: For after death they found one another, and the lovers were together again— Their souls met on that moonless night, out in the salty sea; They kissed for the first time in so long; time passed as if a dream. And it is said that deep below, further than is touched with weather The lovers now walk hand-in-hand For at long last they are together; They hold each other as before— They dance, they sing, and laugh and love— and will do so forever.
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