The Starlight on the Western Seas
Teardrops fall
A martyred hope
Pinned to the dust of the earth
Slowly dies
Unmourned by the world
And the tears flow
Undaunted, unopposed
In rivulets to the Sea
Little by little
The tides increase—
Perfect, pure water,
The music of life,
Purified by grief—
The glimmering stars,
Tears unnumbered,
Mingle their holy radiance
With the grief of earth
Hope, martyred,
Slain in the dust,
By holy tears is raised
The Sea gives back
The gift of life
In never-ending waves