She floats like a dream,
Before she sinks under,
Carrying in her folds,
The dying cries of the soldiers.
In her depths, they find rest,
Where echoes fade with the tide,
The waves sing their lullaby,
As the ocean becomes their guide.
Beneath her gentle sway,
Bravery lies forgotten, still,
Her embrace, both fierce and kind,
For the souls she takes at will.
© christian06030