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
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