One day he will follow her to the sea By way of creek breaking through cold pine root Through stone and sand, through outstretched hand Through this silent land he laps languidly Rushes relentless, rests in pools, rolling blue jewels To the sea, on to the endless sea, meet her at the shore The salt and the roar, the recession of wave and water Starlight's son and daughter, mingling in the tide Drawn out from this great divide, down into the depths