A ship laying wrecked
brought down by the gale
let me nesting;
without any masthead
without any sail
let me resting
Let the site be tender,
the shore be serene
all around me;
let me lie hulk tilted
and my bow let it lean
where they downed me
A ship laying wrecked
brought down by the gale
let me nesting;
without any masthead
without any sail
let me resting
Let the sea be lifeless,
and the fish all be dead
like my being;
and the rocks all amazed,
and the stars far off spread
let them seeing
Let the hours be beatless
and the days be sad,
mirthless to be;
like this still and hollow
in nights silence-clad
let the moon be
Let me be a wreckage
ravaged and dead,
let me nesting;
in hollow waters,
on lifeless sand
let me resting
Let me resting ...