The echo of Words from Beyond

Palm Beach, a beauty spot for fishermen on the South Coast
To the Memory of Stephanus Adriaan, born 15th June 1913
He lived, Loved and Died, but still is remembered
With great Love by his sons, Daan and Gerhardus.

A mind from the past tells a story of Love
With memories, saddness, and grief.
How the sea called him back to a place in the Heart
To re-live every week, the same dream.

His Brother was lost at sea, never  found
His son dived into the hidden rocks,
Broke his neck, and had to be set free
From the body, no longer with thoughts.

To be the voice, of a voiceless one
And tell of his memories he gives
Of his life and the loss of his brother
Then a son of his own, named the same.

He had an aim in life then
To teach his remaining two sons
To respect and care for Nature and Sea
So they would live healthy and sound.

Each Friday when the weeks work was over
The three went down to the sea
To fish and play, all night if need be
Until the very next day.

When hungry they collected mussels,
Made a fire to cook on the rock
Dug a bed in the sand when ready
To rest when the time came to nod.

They feared each new wave that brought the lice
That dug quickly, under the sand
Before the wave went out, then in again 
The scurry went on with a dance.

Their father was in his own little world.
Of memories he lived night and day,
No home would they see, till his bait gone,
Only then would he take them away.

The sea seems to always claim its own,
Though the danger is hard to see.
The mind carries back to the dangerous part
That stays in this memory.

The mind talks of Love for his family
As each time they go to sea.
Now mature, and in the bonus years,
His sons still re-live these years.

His sons live a life of rememberance
Of their youth, with father, by the sea.
They still Love the waves, and respect every day,
How fate set their life out to be.

They both still live near the waves and the sea
That holds lots of dangers and sadness.
The memory deep, still lingers, repeats,
And never can change into gladness.

Always respect beauty in Nature
She is awesome for all to see
Allow Her to do, what She does best.
Then all in her path will be free.