and i’d wish to be reborn as the sea –
not so great to be a threat to the oceans
but big enough to finally make a home for my grief
that is too boundless for my heart alone
calm, cool and clear
i’d watch the moon cast its light upon my waters
she’d tell me of the sun she can’t shine without
but if she’s nothing more but a reflection
of someone else’s glory
then i’m a mere fusion of the men i slaughtered
that lie forever in the depths of my body
somewhere next to my pearls collection
i am the sea full of sorrow
of tears flowing free
wild, wide and weeping
i’d watch the sun cast its light upon my waters
he’d tell me of the moon he can shine for
but if he’s nothing more but a patron saint
of someone else’s weakness
then i’m a mere martyr to the men i sheltered
that rest forever in the depths of my body
in the house of my grief, a place for rebirth
they complete my collection
i am the sea filled with tears
i am the sea full of pearls
and if i’m nothing more but a vessel for sorrow
then i’m more than i know
and even brighter i can shine
