William Barnhill

Calm waters blue and still;
Take my bubbles high into the surface light;
Where sunbeams dance upon the waters crest;
And the shadow of the Albatross fly's across the silver wakes.

Mother water clear and bright take my voice throughout
The sea to every sheltered place of refuge;
Across the desert aqua plains;
Down to the darkest deepest depths;
Over every golden sunny reef where I have played.

Great ocean vast and powerful paint my soul;
Upon each sandy stretch where the waves are crashing;
Where the surge boils in a twisting froth within the circle where life was created.
When I no longer swim, take back what was borrowed to make what will be;
When I no longer look upon this world let what I have seen be seen by others;
When I no longer breath let there be breath enough for those who can.

Calm waters blue and still;
Take my tears and salt the oceans;
Take my joy and fill the seas;
Mother water clean and true;
Let the stars become my eyes;
And the universe my ocean.