Thanks, again, folks! Peace, I am glad yo got to hear it, finally.

For those who might want to track the evolution of the song, here is the original "first draft" of the poem, which was posted spontaneously on the Mudcat back kin 2000:

THE BRIDE OF THE WAVES OF SORROW

Oh, does thou know then
Of my heart, o weary man of sea?
It bends and breaks unto the ground
My love belongs to thee.
Stay not thou, only longer
An hour by my side?
For I, a simple woman be,
Yet, the sea, she is your bride
In sorrow now I wander
Midst the braken and the ruin
Lost thou I have, alas, now then
The sea take me to my doom.

Then gather'd he, at midnight's rest
Saw her ghostly pale divide

Twixt mournful sea and shore,
When he came in on the weary tide.
With despair, his heart, he lost it
Out on the brine that night
And, knew not another, ever more
No mortal woman's delight.
His maiden, bride and mistress,
La Mer, called him out sad, but brave,
And there he dwelt on the Waves of Sorrow
'Til he joined True Love in her grave.

© kat lafrance