From the cliffs to the shore, across the sea,
to the land of nevermore,
to where your heart lies,
and in the country that you died,
I resurrect you in my thoughts,
and think of all the talks that we have had before,
and they fill me with great comfort,
and guide me through dark times,
and along rocky paths back to safety once more,
and you are as of the light to me,
and I walk the Earth in your shadow,
and I celebrate your memory,
for you were greater than all who I knew before,
and those who could not compare with your love,
or compassion, you were incalculable to,
for of such fine ways, you were raised,
that without which I would be nowhere,
yes, ever a rudderless ship, a floating on the sea,
and wondering how and why I would be,
neither here, nor there, neither here, nor there.
