Song of a Robin

Listen, for the song of a robin Feel the grief in its soul A summer spent watching the sea Reading back the words sent to me We have died a thousand deaths since they were scrawled Are his memories even mine anymore A ship leaves the harbour at dawn Against fiery skies, its future's unknown It's the sweetest of favours, that gift that we seek At the cost of a life, such beautiful sleep A collection of words on a shelf Feigns me a wisdom, that truth lies ahead Into the mist, where the son of the sea Is waiting to show me his forgetful glee Listen, for the song of a robin Feel the grief in its soul