ivory shoals
Gliding across the sea,
Gazing up to the heavens
This is all I see
The final resting place
Sinking into the ivory lace
The shoals, the stepping stones
Call to me.
Guide my soul to you, to
My final resting pace, and
Lull me tenderly to sleep
There beneath the darkest deep
Kiss my eyes, at peace
Lay my weary heart to rest, and feast
Upon the moth-eaten memories
And pie-crust promises
Bring your ivory shoals
Ever closer to me
Carry my soul home at last
The light on the water glistens
For all who have seen must know
That through this light
All souls pass.
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