Farewell, Titanic

Water filled each cleft and crevice; unease within you grew. Though physically brave, I couldn't withstand the strong wave. I felt, yet, in the end, contentment with saving a few No lifebuoys left; am I pushed to the brink of my grave? This sea, though I'm within her waves now, isn't my stranger. Hadn't I spent my mammoth life on her thrill-bubbling shores? Won't she, at these troubled times, save me from every danger? Though once she smashed my sand forts, will she wreck my heart's cores? Isn't my death, yet, shifting from one shore to another? Isn't plunging into the whirlpools part of this process? Though those whose hands I held to save their own lives don't bother Towards a valorous voyage, may my sound soul progress. Farewell, O Titanic; you'd been sheltering me for long. Leave me now; that I reach the divine shrines where I belong.