Message On a Headstone

My name is here, But you'll not find me. I am with my best friends Near the clear, salt sea. We are in the wind, In the ocean's roar: On the smooth, cool stones Of some sandy shore. We are in the waves, As they break on the rocks. Here time has no meaning, The seasons are clocks. We are never alone In this place by the sea. We are always together, As good friends will be. We did not decay: Turn to rot, then to bone. We're not part of the earth; It is not our last home. We've had a good laugh, My old friends and me. We've escaped the dark grave, By the clear, salt sea. © 2015 Diane Lefebvre