In the realm of dreams
I came to a grave
Perched on a cliff
Overlooking the waves

It sat alone
Under a great yew tree
The stone turning white
From the salt of the sea

Much of the epitaph
Was long worn away
But a select few words
Had chosen to stay

At the very bottom
Of the encrusted stone
Did I read this verse
In a somber tone

"To those no longer,
Gone to the west
Who fought their battle
And deserve their rest

Who strode the stars
With wonder struck eyes
That will not again open
Nor ever will rise

To those no longer
May this monument stand
The final resting place
Of those called Man"