If I should die beneath the sea

What e'er the circumstance may be -

I only ask that you not cry

For such a lucky one as I.

But, rather, weep for those alive

Who know not what it is to dive

Into the planet’s liquid heart,

And of God’s ocean be a part.

For even Christ must envy all

Who stroll along the ocean’s wall;

Though wind and sea His will obeys,

He only walked upon the waves.

And may I ask for one thing more?

A simple cross beside the shore.

Below my name inscribe for me:

Lost to the earth, but found at sea.