A Sailor Lost

Oh Sleepless night oh Glory be The stealth of nature burdens thee As winter washes o'er the stones Your cold caress doth sear my bones An unfurled sail on straining yard The banshee howls, its breath bites hard Tossed from main, to fevered waters To the open arms of Neptune's daughters Oh sea, oh pearl oh wondrous treasure Oh faith of mine, unmarked, unmeasured No one I am, no one I've been Fates overlooked, times overseen The cold, the cold, right from the start Pierces flesh and failing heart Oh what of God, can he not see My plight, my toil, oh Glory be White horses race as noble steeds Drawn breath from lungs no longer breathed Your manic howls and fevered pace Entomb my mind and ashen face A sailor lost, as sailors must No bed of clay, nor pillow dust Unwatched am I from sightless bow No comfort here will storm allow My Cross to bear, this broken mast Oh save me Lord, or make death fast My cries unheard from ship nor shore Will peal in vain, forever more!