Penelope's Song or Nymphaea

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dedicated to Ulysses


Into the depths of the deep blue
That's where my heart would go searching for you
Were there ever any hope
My hands would scratch, bleed and grope
Through sand, steel, salty death
I would search till final breath
Every night my soul does flee
From body, mind, to look for thee
If only my feet could follow
Instead shackled to this life so hollow
I cry the sea's tears
Even after all these years
Never would I forsake your name
If even threat of peril came
If I had a wish not for you
I wish only I knew
Dead or alive
To come home do you strive
Or is it uglier news
Have I anything more to lose
If at the bottom of the blue
Bones are all that remain of you


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