The waves, like a heartbeat,slap upon the shore. The good clean smell of salt, sunlight warms my core. With difficulty I kneel down before Pacific's roar. I commit your ashes to the sea, to mingle evermore.
You always liked this stretch of beach; the dunes beneath the cliffs. to feel the sun upon your face while sailing on our skiff. You feared the coldness of the grave; a desolate destination. You made me promise, long ago, that it would be cremation.
I cast you forth upon the waters glinting in sunlight A much more peaceful denouement than your final night. Lord give her peace, free of all pain,adrift upon the sea. The waves crash down upon the shore; the soundtrack of eternity.
A old man, bent with age, fulfills a final promise on the beach beneath the cliffs of Mendocino, California