Ocean Gypsy, Sentinel of the Deep

Lone sentinel of the deep, perched above the crashing sea

Opal scales, sea grass hair, mossy arms reaching out

Eyes reflecting the color of the hazy sky

Changing, ever-changing with the tide

Ocean Gypsy wails her siren song

Seducing scores of weary sailors through the ages

As they search for a safe haven from the storm

Her tragic melody calls them to rest

In the security of her calm, moonlit pool

Just beyond the shattering rocks

Scattered thoughtlessly

By the gods of fate and destruction

The mermaid's soprano lilt echoes coldly in their faces

Like the howling wind and the pounding rain

Lightning flashing and thunder crashing

Hushing their plaintive human cries

Dashing their hopes at the last minute

As they are cut down and drowned

By their foolish hopes of a strange lover's true intent

She watches in stony silence

With a mysterious smile on her granite lips

Lone sentinel of the deep, perched above the crashing sea