Here his soul is his
Here it belongs to him alone
On the sea, he is free
Here he knows all things
or nothing at all
On the sea, he is free
Here he pens his next masterpiece
Here he converses with friends
On the sea, he is free
Here, far out in the cradle of the ocean
He is rocked gently to sleep
On the sea, he is free
Here, he received what he gave us all
Inner peace, solace, joy and understanding
On the sea, he is free
Here, she brought his ashes, after the Phoenix had risen away
Melded, connected, finally together with his liquid mama
In the sea, now of her.... he is free
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