She fought the thrashing waves, determined not to join the ship on its descent to the dark abyss below. Finally reaching the surface, she gasped desperately for air and searched frantically until she found something to cling to. Numbed by the cold and weary from the battle, she drifted alone as an orphan in the vast sea.
Through icy tears she watched as the glowing orange sun slowly melted into darkness, and a lullaby her father once sang to her echoed through her mind: “Don’t you worry, my child, don’t you cry—I will meet you where the ocean meets the sky. If you long for me, sing my lullaby; I will meet you where the ocean meets the sky.”
A stray tear slipped down her cheek as her mind flooded with memories deeper than the ocean before her. Though years had passed, she vividly remembered how scared she had been before her father left, and how his tender lullaby had comforted her. She recalled the gentleness in his eyes, and how he looked so handsome in his uniform on the day he left. He had gone to sea, and he never returned.
After years of waiting and wondering, she had followed him to sea. Though cynical reality had stolen her innocence, she found hope as she admired the painted beauty of the expansive ocean before her. Such awe-inspiring creation was evidence that there was a greater design beyond the world of loss she’d known. Her newfound peace had carried her through the dreary months until the night of the explosion, but now she was fighting death—grasping desperately for the remnants of her life as the ocean awaited her surrender.
As the last sliver of sun disappeared beneath the ocean’s surface, she was enveloped in a shroud of total darkness. The ocean and the sky blended as one solid curtain of black, inviting her to join their union. Closing her eyes, she envisioned the beautiful sunset she had seen, until she finally heard her father’s gentle voice calling to her—piercing the darkness as she finally let go: “Don’t you worry, my child don’t you cry…I will meet you where the ocean meets the sky.” And she was not afraid.
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