Page 70 of Ballad of Sea and Sky

He sang, his voice filling the tiny hut with music that seemed to lift me high above the island. I listened to not just the tune but also the story, of the siren and selkie mates torn apart.

Upon the shore and evermore,

The sea and sky embrace.

A story we weave, a doomed love grieve,

A tale of nature’s grace.

A meeting made, a love forbade,

A memory but a cry.

The secrets untold, a treasure to hold,

The ballad of sea and sky.

So sing of sea and sky, my love,

The tale a sweet lullaby.

A story of old, a dream so bold,

The ballad of sea and sky.

The sea so wide, a sailor’s guide,

A selkie kingdom to rule.

The deep so calm, the ocean a balm,

An endless sapphire jewel.

The sky so blue, the golden hue,

The voice of winds that sigh.

Where siren sing on silver wing,

The ballad of sea and sky.

So sing of sea and sky, my love,

The tale a sweet lullaby.

A story of old, a dream so bold,

The ballad of sea and sky.

Horizons meet in a kiss so sweet,

And dance in harmonious tune.

Where sunsets bleed and tides recede,

And twilights fade too soon.

In nature’s dance they took their chance,