OCEAN ROOM

Ocean breeze blows

pale white curtain in the

pale blue room looking out

on deep blue sea.

The pale moon shines down

on darkened seas

and pale white hands

on blue painted wooden

window sill.

Those pale hands clasp

& stroke away the chill

blowing in off that unforgiving

body of water which claimed

so many of this body's

children.

The hands reach out for answers

in the moonlight sparkled water

but find nothing but the chill

so recently departed.

The hands pull back inside

that ocean room & are covered

with a pale white sheet to

be found in early morning hours;

washed by warm loving hands

that will comfort as best they can

before the burial at sea.