In a sea of green, the fog dense,
Tidal waters hurl overhead, crashing
Into the misshapen rocks along
The black stone shore.
And from the milky fog emerges
Something otherworldly.
A hurried pace of footsteps
Imprint on the sable beach.
Wailing out lamented cries.
Long matted locks, decorated
With kelp and embellished with
Bits of broken sea glass.
Sorrowful eyes that bleed
For someone lost to the
Wild seafaring way.
With nothing more to keep
Her strong, the end was written
On the shore, as she dragged
Her pain and let it sink her down
Past the briny foam.
Countless years, on and on,
She appears from the water,
Hoping her love has returned.
Although her love never does.
And with a burdened heart,
She returns to the murky
Ocean deep. And waits.