After all my walking, at the end of my ordeal

My bones began to creak and my skin began to peel.

I came upon the sea, and as I was very tired,

I sat upon the rock and I rested for a while.

When I awoke an angry wind was blowing in my hair,

The darkness that surrounded me gave me quite a scare.

And the pounding of the waves against the rocks on which I stood,

Seemed to tell that what was coming next would not be good.

And as I felt my heart beating madly in my throat,

I saw a glimmer on the sea, lighting up a boat.

The light grew ever larger and it overtook the dark,

I was almost blinded by the nearing of the ark.

It ran aground upon the rocks but it was never harmed,

I knew what it was bringing and I was not alarmed.

And as the white robed figure climbed slowly up the cliff,

I saw that he was very old and his joints were stiff.

So as he took the final step I offered him my hand,

And pulled him up on top so he could stand up on dry land.

He rested there as I had, and then when he awoke,

In a low and ancient voice, finally he spoke:

“All that ever was is now coming to an end,”

With his hand upon my shoulder, “I am sorry, friend.”

But I was not remorseful and I knew that it was time,

And down towards the water we began to climb.