I walked with Death beside the sea
His clammy hand had beckoned me
His touch was cooled by evenings shade
And 'round his black robes shadows played
My heart was weary, numb and worn
For I'd murdered Hope that very morn
And shackled Faith in chains of care
Remorse, bitterness and despair
So now, though Death was by my side
I felt no fear. The lonely tide
In mournful monotone did chant
Death's March. Dimmly I heard the pant
Of hungry waters on the sand
As Death, unyeilding, took my hand
He led me where the land was thrust
Up from the sea. A tempered crust
Of ageless water-sculpted rock
Where I felt the waves beneath me shock
On barren cliffs of ashen gray
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Of hungry waters on a raging sea
And we gazed down, just Death and me
I felt no fear, for Death seemed kind
And he promised me peace of mind
He said, "My love, be not afraid
The sea of many moods is made
It's seething foaming at its crest
But beneath is quiet, peace and rest
All this I offer now to thee
If you'll but give your life to me."
With tearful eyes, I bowed my head
"Forgive me, Lord," was all I said
Then down shown Hope, alive and new
And Faith, unleashed, within me grew
The sky gleemed with a tint of dawn
I turned to Death, but Death was gone |
Submission Name: Death Walk
