Sailing on a windswept sea
The fury loath to set me free
I can hear the Sirens sing
And my ears begin to ring
I end up on a jagged shore
Ice cold to my trembling core
I went mad with the Sirens' song
A sailor stricken, hardly strong
But I see an angel on the rocks
The wind blowing her glowing locks
She beckons me with outstretched hand
And I cross the drifting sand
I leave the Sirens far behind
Wrest them from my troubled mind
They shrivel as I turn away
The angel, it seems, is here to stay.
Written by crowfly
Author's Note
In Greek mythology, the Sirens were highly dangerous creatures whose singing drove sailors mad, luring them to shipwreck.
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