Diamond in Ocean

a girl sits on an ocean and she is her own master
There are days when she is clear as a diamond
There are days when the sun rises over her and I think I must have died
There are moments so sublime I think I must have gone to heaven
And then the wind comes up
Gently at first
And the waves come higher and higher
I am tossed like a rag doll
I am completely at her mercy
I pray for the sweet relief of death
I can take it no more
I fall asleep and when I wake
She is clear