I smell the sea,

Balmy air

And salty sweetness

As they lay my body down,

And I smell the sea,

Hear the gulls cry out

In longing need

Of the ocean's soft kiss

Or even the turbulance

Of frothy waves,

And I smell the sea,

Warm raindrops into 

Bottomless masses of murky ocean,

The wind whispering last goodbyes,

As the mourners cry saltwater

Into folded hands,

Murmuring tide pools

Of lost regret,

Wishes in bottles set out to shatter,

The waves black and sorrowful,

And the sea is awash in light

As golden horizons

Break with the dawn,

Like the beacon of a lighthouse,

Welcoming me onwards,

The tsunami of a funeral 

I leave behind

Smells so much

Like the sea.