Now that my sailing days are passe‚

I'll still know I'm not too soon for my date

With destiny's unavoidable release,

Sure of life's new future lease.

Then I will dance into death's fate,

Unafraid of its countenance pale,

To sing thanks into its embracing gate,

Not unknowing of my hunger to fail,

In obtaining living's true aim

Of overcoming all desire to blame.

Then there will also be no more pain,

Nor crying for true love never found.

To not greet final darkness with its gain,

Nor find peace in no longer being bound

Would be the ultimate disgracefulness

Of being robbed of joy without shamefulness.