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IN WATERS DEEP 

We recently ran across this poem, by a unknown author, which is a sort of sailor’s version of Colonel John McCrae’s “In Flanders Fields”. While we don’t for a moment mean to denigrate the Colonel’s wonderful piece, this does present a different point of view. There are a lot of sailors resting out there with no chance of a grave marker. 

IN WATERS DEEP

IN WATERS DEEP 

In ocean waves no poppies blow, 
No crosses stand in ordered row. 
There young hearts sleep… beneath the wave… 
The spirited, the good, the brave, 
But stars a constant vigil keep, 
For them who lie beneath the deep. 

‘Tis true you cannot kneel in prayer 
On certain spot and think. “He’s there.” 
But you can to the ocean go… 
See whitecaps marching row on row; 
Know one for him will always ride… 
In and out… with every tide. 

And when your span of life is passed, 
He’ll meet you at the “Captain’s Mast.” 

And they who mourn on distant shore
For sailors who’ll come home no more, 
Can dry their tears and pray for these 
Who rest beneath the heaving seas… 
For stars that shine and winds that blow 
And whitecaps marching row on row. 

And they can never lonely be 
For when they lived… they chose the sea.