THE DROWNING MAIDEN

THE DROWNING MAIDEN

Long hair lashing
The beach at the eventide,
White waves crashing,
And the golden lady cried.
It was a pain in fiery eyes
And the golden lady sighed,
Yes pain and a dead tomorrow:
Why the golden lady cried.

Silver fragments casting
Their wrath at avenging seas,
Hope dying, never lasting,
As she sank down on her knees:
Then tears, the balm of angels
When devils try to seize
The heart of a weeping maiden
Who has sank down on her knees.

Poseidon rose like magic
And took into his hand
The maiden's, weeping tragic
On the edge of a foreign land,
He kissed her, salty kisses
That sailors understand
And she smiled and whispered softly
On the edge of a foreign land.

Then her long hair lashing
The verge of a lost seashore,
She walked into the crashing
As the tidal oceans tore:
And her whispered words were dragged
Like music on the shore
As the oceans covered over
And the tidal oceans tore.