Eg ov tha Whirld (Edge of the World)

For K.:

I love you, though
You have always been an ocean
Old as the waves breaking on the coast

As supernatural as horizons and mist
Beautiful as sunrises and sunsets
Gracing the edge of the world
But I didn’t understand your age
And I didn’t understand your power
And I didn’t understand your beauty
I suppose now, that no one ever will
That your storm has grown bigger than all of us
That the depth of your mystery has gone
Deeper than any of your needles
Save for the skies to clear
I fear you’ll not drift home again
How far is the edge of the world?
How close is the rescue?
How near the shore?
Drift home again
Drift home again

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