Whims of the Time Traveler 59.0: February 8th, 2007

When the Sailor Became the Sea
by Belinda Roddie

Riding on the northern shore

He honks his horn at swan boats by the dockside

One sailor hears the call and tumbles into the sea

He thought the sound was a calling from his Deity

The driver sees the headline and he meets the sailor’s wife

She says he lived a happy life, he loved seagulls,

And the ocean was all he talked about each and every day

But he showed no need to have an arm around him at night

She shows snapshots on the balcony where he smiles

Playing Edmund from O’Neil all the while, how it fits his spirit

To be one with the sea and not the seat of an automobile

The sailor has more worth than the driver ever thought

Riding on the northern shore

He is silent, wheels tearing up the road

And sees the altar where the sacrifice was held

When the sailor became the sea

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