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Isle in the Sky
by
Bill Truax
Ride a porpoise to the Isle in the Sky
Where sirens sing their alluring song.
But for the lack of wings to fly
I can only listen and long
For a time when upon her bosom
I do lie
And feel at last I am home
But alas I cannot fly
So I must wait until I die
As did the ancient mariners
Who would not ride the porpoise
To the Isle of the sirens
With songs, so loving, so close
Those riding the porpoise
And landing on the Isle
On her bosom do repose
And lip a final smile
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