Let Me Die In Water Poem by Bryan Sefton

Let me die in water
Let my death be a water passing
I fancy an eternal ebb and flow
A forever rock and roll
Let me swing on the oceans gate
Substitute movement for my inert state
Set quick nervous fish
Colours bright and flashing
Dashing in and out of me
Let them clean my ribs
Tickle my toes
Let my skull be a safe haven
And my eyes be port-holes
Until danger passes

Let the tides carry me
Past skeletal wrecks
Where sea mates wave
From seaweed fronds
No ties, no bonds
'Ho there matey! '
A roll of my head as I pass
Two hundred years later
I am out of sight
Let me use the centuries
Skirting the oceans floor
Studying multi-country coral
Let me be international
(I never believed in boundries)

Give me unlimited travel
Take me in all directions
Let me have a hand in China
Put my finger on Cuba
Place my foot on India
(Could I get a tibia in Tibet?)
But amid all this constant ebb and flow
Amid this come and go
Occasionally carry me past Britain
Where I may view constancy
Where I can take in calm and order

Nothing left to say
Think I'll go down to the sea today