Blue Waters Poem by Mark Heathcote

Blue water - wave on wave follows me
Wherever I go blue water calls to me.
Blue water - wave on wave follows me
Oh with the salt tears of the sea…

Blue water - why do you, follow me
Your waves there like a shadow
Calling me to swim; far and wide.
Calling me to paraglide…

…Down into a drying, windrow.
To sleep in a twisted tropic mango-
Tree a swamp far out to sea.
Blue water - why do you, follow me.

Wherever I go blue water calls to me.
Blue water - wave on wave follows me
Oh with the salt tears of the sea…
Blue water - wave on wave follows me.

As I look to be saved …
Only blue water follows me
Only blue water promises,
Now to rescue me!

As I drown I see a blue light
That has now the breadth of me
It circles at the centre of the night
There I too join these blue waters that are me.
Blue waters, blue waters, blue water that is, me.